Days come and go,
but what shall I give you today?
I thought of flowers, for beauty,
but I see nothing more beautiful than you.
I thought of chocolate, for sweetness,
but how could anything be sweeter than your voice?
I thought of a gift, for surprise,
but it seems to fade before your eyes.
I thought of a heart, to show love,
but it appears less than your care.
I thought of a smile, and happiness,
but nothing is like your smile…
And then I thought of words —
and I just wrote a poem, on you.
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