It's wonderful to know how much you care;
To see the way you look at me and smile;
To glimpse your face, and know that, under there
There is a love makes everything worthwhile.
How can I choose but joy in your delight
And search for comfort in your times of need?
How can I not long for you every night
Writing these sonnets that I know you read
To tell you how much I reciprocate
All of the love that I receive from you,
In quantities to great to calculate
And quality beyond accounting, too.
I love you past the point I can express
Nor do I wish to ever love you less.
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