I love you because you possess a knack
So rare and yet so ill-appraised.
That skill I admire doth make thought transpire
To reflect love in all manner of ways.
You build a great bridge between the words that are said,
Thoughts and feelings that enter your mind;
And when it is crossed no sweetness is squandered
But converted to deeds that are kind.
And at the evening as I am raised to new heights,
That grant me a different view,
You will tell me you love me,and I will say:
"By your actions, I always knew."
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