HowILoveYou (to Mr. B)

My dear Mr. B

You asked how

I love you

Maybe it’s better

For you to

Know how I


I don’t love

You like a

Brother or a

Child I don’t

Love you like

A secret or

Like a shout

I love you

Like the summer

Loves the spring

Taking the time

To blossom the

Same flowers upon

Which I’m known

This is how

I love you