I love you
You’re priceless
Priceless as the stars in the sky
Priceless is the glimmer in your eyes
I love you like the sun loves the moon
Love you as the flowers bloom
As I write this poem to you
I always wait patiently
But You can never come too soon.
Harry-up-an-wait!
Isn’t that how it always is?
chris
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beautifully written
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