How can I better love you, in the silent hours of night,
When the stars seem closer, and your dreams take flight?
Shall I cradle your fears in the palm of my hand,
Or trace our tomorrows in the softest sand?
Can I love you deeper, where words cannot go,
In the hush of your heart, where only I know?
Shall I sing to your soul in a whisper so true,
Or hold you in spaces where light filters through?
Tell me, my love, how can I be more,
To reach every corner, to open each door?
Shall I learn all your languages, hidden and shy,
Or kiss every tear before it can cry?
I seek the answer in the pulse of your heart,
How can I better love you, and never depart?
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