Oh HOw I Love Thee
Oh How I Love Thee This Love is not normal. It is not my doing. I am still trying to understand how I love thee, and how I got here. Do you know? Can you say? Surely, this love will be my undoing. Have I not been seeking this all my life? I think I came here for this: To die by this kiss of love. Lean closer friend. Shams must whisper this secret before his demise. “All Is One.” Sign in to see full entry.