Sun

Ah, who am I to love you? But who better?
I cannot help but love, and being so
I love beyond the spirit of the letter
And in that feeling do not only grow,
But also spread, as plants that seek the sun
Turn their hot heads to soak up every ray
Without expansion. I have now begun
To heliotrope you, and turn your way
Admiring all your little turns of phrase
Your nice expressions, and your many faces.
These are to me as constant solar rays
Absorbed for nutriment, and in their graces
I am happy. In your being you I bask.
Be so and let us love. That's all I ask.

Ignus

In every part
I yearn for you
And though I do
Deep in my heart
Know from the start
The love that grew
Open and true
Will self-impart,
Still I desire
With endless verve
To let you know
That yearning fire
Burns bright and slow
In every nerve.

Proof

I'm not sure I can find the words to say
To tell you how I love you so, or why;
Of course I said them once, but since that day
How am I certain that each look or sigh
Is clear? How can I best ensure my heart
Figures in my tongue, and is translated
In every fundamental, yearning part
Into your mind, and there substantiated?
How can I know my soul is bared to you
And all I think and feel exposed and shown?
How can I hope, as I perforce must do,
I do not love you wholly but unknown?
I look down and my finger, and there shines
The proof you know the love my soul designs.