From 100 Love Sonnets
by Pablo Neruda
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way than this: Where “I” does not exist, nor “You”, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Is love more than just feelings? Do actions really amount to the great deal of love that is suppose to be. If so then what is the limit to expressing one's love, would it mean like what Jesus Christ did for man by sacrificing and dying on the cross the redeem the sins of man and bringing salvation to everyone?
I don't use much of big actions to prove, maybe I just don't love her enough. I know how I feel about wanting to spend my life with her, but maybe, just maybe the sense of familiarity and years that have transcended has made me lazy and not show or express the feelings I have for her. I am disappointed in her and in myself today... I think the actions we showed today was just plain sad.
How Do I Love Thee?
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.