De Verba

To say I love is insufficient. No;
I love, am loved, exist suffused with it
As is a cherub by the holy glow
Of the Most High, beside whom they may sit.
I am no mere possessor of this love
Nor am I simply one possessed thereby
To mark the nature and condition of
My being is a futile task to try
Unless it be considered as a whole
All one, and all enraptured in the state
Of love, wrapped in it to the very soul
And far beyond that verb, a mere substrate
On which the true state's image may be shown:
Love is myself, and not merely my own.