Did I Tell You?

Did I tell you that,

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

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.