I Give My Life

I remember…
…how you would sneak little notes into my bags when I traveled so I would find them unexpectedly while I was away.

Robert Browning to Elizabeth Barrett March 16, 1846
How will
the love my heart
is full of for you,
let me be silent?
…my dear dearest beloved.
I give my life,
my soul into your hand – 
it is yours, ever yours…