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You so often say “forever, baby”

And all at once I become dewy-eyed.

You project us beyond any maybe,

Cause my innocent heart to swell with pride.

I’m most beguiled by how you love, love,

A fact of which I will never deny,

And I’d grace the sky like a turtle dove

Only I find I’m reluctant to fly...

It’s been my privilege to reassure you,

To hold your hand through all of the above,

But answer this question, I implore you –

Is it me, or simply how you love love?

Until I know your words fall concretely

I cannot give of myself completely.