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Always at night when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you & then ask myself, 'why? '
'Why do I love you? ' I think & smile,
Because I know the list could run on for miles.
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch,
So many things make me love you so much.
The way you support me, even my changing emotions,
The way that you care and show such devotion,
The way that your kiss fills me with desire,
And how you hold me with the warmth of a fire.
The way your eyes glisten when you look at me,
Lost with you forever is where I want to be.
The way that I feel when you're by my side,
A sense of completion and overflowing pride.
The dreams that I dream, which all involve you,
The possibilities I see, the things we can do.
You've finished the puzzle that lies in my heart,
So deep in my soul, you are a very important part.
I could go on for days, telling of what I feel,
But all you must really know is,
My love for you is real.
Elizabeth Adams
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