Although I love thine eyes, it is not for those that I feel
so strongly, even though their stare penetrates to the depth s of me and stirs
my heart like no other can.
It is not just for thine smile that I love then, even though
each time I look on it, I feel the irresistible urge to kiss, to taste what you
taste, taste like, and feel your sweet lips against mine.
It is not only the way you stand or walk that intrigues me,
though I admire all, and feel my heart stirred when you pass, not goddess so
much as fully woman.
It is not desire that merely draws me towards you, even if
for not it makes me quake, for as we know time changes such superficial
attributes, and if only for these things I love, I know they will not last.
No, I love thee because you’re something more, something potent
and permanent, I know will go on and on, regardless of how time might seem to
dim those things, you are much more and always will be.
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