I will love you as drawer loves a secret compastment, and as a secret compastment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the nois, of glass shattering loves to make everyone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartmens are opened and discovered, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled.