If I could
I would list you all the things that make me love you
But there are no words for the way the blue touches the sky at morning light.
I would try to explain to you that it's not just your laugh that enthralls me, but the very tone and pitch of your words that enchant me.
But even a sailor will never understand the very depths of the ocean it sails.
And even I don't understand all the ways and how's for why I adore your existence.
I just know that the final sigh I breathe before dreamland takes over, is filled with love for you.
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