Dancing With Words
Sitting here with pen in hand, I wonder how I should tell you. The words, they
dance around and around in my head but I can’t seem to get them out right. How
can I tell you that you’re all I think about at night? How do I explain that when your
hand touches mine it sends a chill down my spine? I sit here, dancing with
words, thinking of the little things you do that mean so much, like the way you
watch me when you think I can’t see you. Sitting here with pen in hand, thinking of
the easiest way to tell you. The words, they dance around and around in my head
and all I can think of is I Love You!
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