When You Say, I Love You Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every moment should be of joy,
When you say, I love you;
And what such meaning should deploy,
And whether it is true,
The why or wherefore you would say,
Such words to me of all;
And meaning it with none of nay,
In every way and small;
You know my heart is caring too,
As you can always feel;
And therefore you know I love you,
And that is all for real.

Every such moment should be fine
And that is all I ask,
That nothing could strike out that line
And make this love a task.
Our love should be an open book,
Where one could just confess:
It's not only your charms and look,
That made this love a bless;
It is what lies in each romance,
That makes the best I guess;
And gives each partner fairer chance,
To be not thought of less.