A gift to each other....

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 grief's, 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.


I promise to love you in good times and bad, 
with all I have to give and all I feel inside 
in the only way I know how, 
completely and forever.

Then Almitra spoke again and said, 
And what of Marriage, Master?
And he answered saying:
You were born together, 
and together you shall be for evermore. Your love
 came softly upon my heart,
 just as the foam comes 
softly upon the sand, and just as
 there will never be a morning 
without the ocean's flow,
 so there will never be a day 
without my love for you.

Kahlil Gibran