My love for you grows everyday in each and every way. It grows when you look at me, even when you say my name. It grows when I hold you close at night and can feel your heart beating against mine.cIt grows when our hands meet and each of our fingers lace together perfectly.
It grows when I tickle you and you can help, but laugh.
It grows when you talk about us in the future,
because I couldn't imagine it
with anyone else but you.
And most of all it grows when you say I Love You
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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