It's difficult for me to say
exactly what I feel,
it's easier sometimes for me
to show you
how I adore you
every day
You don't know this,
but I watch you when you sleep;
I love to look at you
watch how you curl your hand
into a fist by your face;
I love how your hair fans out
over the pillowcase
it's just not your beauty
thas has me so captivated;
it's the care and love
you have for every person
that walks along your path.
You give yourself freely
to anyone who needs you,
the capacity of your generosity
literally strikes me speechless.
I wish I could tell you
in so many words
exactly how I feel
I wish I could express myself
to make you weep with joy.
But I cannot;
so I show my love with my actions,
and I hope and pray that you
realize:
That without you in my life,
I would shrink to nothing.
So I'll just simply tell you..
I love you and have since the day I met you.
A contest entry
- I Love You... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended December 8, 2007, 14 entries
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That without you in my life,
I would shrink to nothing.
So I'll just simply tell you..
I love you and have since the day I met you.
This is very heartfelt and truely a warm poem touching the depth of the heart and revealing the inner beauty of heart in terms of expressing the place of love in your life...Your expressions and the sentiments are quite true and making a picture of the words here..The sceanrio made here in your words is very appropriate to bring the flavour of the beauty of the love..Thank you so much for sharing such a wonderful work..well done.. -
This is so tender...I am reminded of an older song by DC Talk, "Love is a Verb"...it is not just how we feel but how we act and respond...well done. I have acted this way myself, so I enjoyed the memory you evoked with your words...Good luck in the contest. Peace, rhonda


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Thank you.
I wrote it because several years ago I was involved with a man who acted just this way. I was young,(20 yrs old) and thought because he never said it, it meant that he didn't love me. It wasn't until I got older, and remembered his actions, and I realized that he loved me as much as I loved him. He just had a hard time telling me. That's what inspired me.
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