The more ways I find to express my love, <br />The more I love you, and the better for love, <br />And more: What more than seek such ways to it; <br />Expressing love (and therefore to do it) . <br />And if my love should make me false I would, <br />For better no false-love than mere falsehood. <br />How then is love (which others call) more proved <br />Than mine is? And not merely false-love's truth? <br />Where love's logic meets between false or not <br />No arguments have heard but have forgot <br />That love is truth - and none is love more false <br />Than proof; So this I swear on life and pulse: <br /> That infinite love's true call expresses <br /> Love is something more than proof professes. <br /> <br />-September 20 2005<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-s-logic-couplet-sonnet/
