Friend of a friend of a friend to thee...
How might i count the ways of yee?
The ways i love you as near as be...
The ways afar as far to thee.
Closeness as close to thy heart...
I love ye more than thou knows as art.
Yon beauty breathes to me for naught...
I should know for sure as sure as ought.
A tempted kiss was sent a-start....
Because of thee, because thou art.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem