I love you,
I asked again?
It was hard to
remember when
I said it last.
A minute
doesn't
pass
when I feel
my love for you
my love for you
any less.
Every moment
of loving
you,
priceless.
My love burns
to be
expressed.
Every other
topic
is meaningless.
The day far
too short.
Not enough time
to tell you
how my love for you
is divine.
Not enough time
to let you
know all the things
in my mind
when I think of you.
Which is all the time.
With a smile.
When did I tell you
last?
Has a minute passed?
Can't be tardy
telling you
I love thee.
I love thee.
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