I have never been much good with words, my love,
I’ve never found it easy to be slick,
And when I’ve tried to stammer the right words out,
They’d get as far as thoughts and then they’d stick.
I know I know that you know that I love you,
But even so, I need to say it clear,
I love you, Darling, more than when I met you
And I love you more and more each passing year.
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