Love it!

Love it, love’em, love “tout”!

Well, but I have! – said I
I did it too much.

But… how? How is that? How much?

Much too much:
To the bones, to “mon coeur”;
Through the soul;
yes, even there.

But when, where, whom?

It is of no importance now…

For now, I love still:
Enough of them,
But not enough of each.