How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
A famous line but with you it makes sense
I love your beauty and can't help but gaze
I play cool, but your touch still makes me tense
Holding me, my body starts to tingle
Kiss me and I've never felt so alive
Like the old-time tale of Rip Van Winkle
Your presence awakens me and I thrive
I wish I knew how you do what you do
I think of you when you are not around
Dreaming of a time I can be by you
Your laughter is the most beautiful sound
I can't wait to come home and hold you close
I love you more than words, dear Annie Noce
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