I love…
…that you never seem to tire of spending time with me and express your feelings about that openly. To know my presence matters to you that much means a lot to me.

From a poem posted on poemhunter.com by Udiah (witness to Yah)
Soft and warm
Sealed with care
Sweet and kind
Will ever share
Brave and strong
Yet so fair
That is her
She’s always there.
If you meet her
Best Beware
She’ll steal your heart
unaware
Her name is Love
This I swear
There’s none like her
anywhere.