We do not love by words alone,
But treasure other forms of speech
Than stuttered sounds through which love reach
Secret thoughts that hold hearts near
Recall love's charm and mindful ear
With range sonnets1 from captive simile2
To tear on lovelife's sacred isle3,
Sparked eyes that light from depths proved pure
Give meaning to warm arm allure4;
Sure hand that touches tenderly
Retells of love sealed trustfully
Words cannot tell what love has known.