How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love you to the depth and breadth and height
That you can leap, across the darkest night,
spanning silence, vaulting time and space.
I love you to the level I can praise
your pirouettes, which dazzle, spinning light.
I love you freely, as you give delight.
I love you purely, for your feline grace.
I love you for the passion that can fuse
all eyes on you, who dominates the stage.
I love you with a love that will return
whenever there’s an orchestra to play
a tune to set you dancing. Now to earn
the cash to watch you dance another day.
– Posted on a rebound from yesterday’s “persona” poem, with apologies to Betty.