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There are so many words
To tell you how I feel.
I could say:
My love is like a diamond in the rough,
Yet to be cut and shaped
To perfection,
And refined
To bring forth its grandeur,
Nurtured, and treasured
For its value.
There are so many ways
To show you how I feel.
I could take you
To a place where only lovers dare to go,
Give you satisfaction
With my kisses,
Soft caresses,
Make love to you all night.
But then, how would you know
If this love is true?
Words become superfluous,
Actions will be needless.
Feel my love.
Just a gentle brushing of fingertips,
And a sensation,
Overwhelming,
Inexplicable,
Arising from my very core
Will surge through you.
Words cannot describe real love.
Actions are only movements.
To love is to feel.
In the quiet moments that we share,
The purest love
So powerful,
Unimaginable,
Will unify our souls,
Connecting me to you.
Butterfly.
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