I Love Thee More

I love thee more than needfully The surety of breath The misty cloud of memory That follows me in death I love thee more than eagle wings That soar above the dens And splash the pools of silver springs In misty mountain glens I love thee more than angel dust Is helping me to fly In visions of the moon, I trust Will catch me floating by I love thee more than tongue can tell In fervent passion stress My gratitude for living well Inside your tenderness I love thee more than life is long Or lingers more to hold The happiness of this, my song In pleasures bright and bold I love thee more than ecstasy Is leading me astray And how you set my spirit free To love thee more each day.