I love you because
you possess a knack
so rare and yet so ill-appraised.
That skill I admire
doth make thought transpire
to reflect love in all manner of ways.
You build a great bridge
between the words that are said,
thoughts and feelings that enter your mind;
and when it is crossed
No sweetness is squandered
but converted to deeds that are kind.
And at the evening
As I am raised to new heights,
that grant me a different view,
you will tell me you love me,
and I will say:
"by your actions, I always knew."
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