>I Still Love you

>You ask me if I still love you like I did from the start
I gaze deep into your eyes and give you these words from my heart
The depth of your love has been a reflection unto me
Today I tell you that I love you infinity times three
I know that you could be anywhere in this world
But you choose to love me and you’re my favorite girl
You give me reasons to think of new ways to not have to love you from afar
Not the traditional putting air in your tires or gasing up your car
But laying side by side while you’ll tell me about your day
While massaging your head and taking all of your stresses away
Hanging on to every word as if each were like gold
And listening to the same stories that you previously have told
But it’s you that I love and no one else
And it’s something that I don’t care that I can not help
It’s the simple things like waking up with you
And watching you do that thing that you do
Or lighting tons of scented candles hinting to you what I have in store
Or taking the mattress off of the bed and placing it on the floor
Or having the sultry sounds of nature portraying one of it’s little storms
And feeding you Veal Marsala and mussels while reciting one of my poems
Or meeting you at the front door removing your coat and your shoes
And having a delicious gourmet of all of your favorite foods
Just to hear you say that you’ve never been loved like this before
Makes me pleased to shower these little gifts of love on you more & more
Just so you know, I never tire of the love that we always seem to share
And everything about you makes me want to show you just how much I care

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