I love you more than a fragrant rose
The sweetest rhyme, the wisest prose.
I love you more than spring's clean breeze
That whispers through the apple trees.
I love you more than every star
That shines upon us from afar.
I love you more than carousels,
Ferris wheels or wishing wells.
I love you more than bright sunshine
That ripens grapes on the vine.
I love you more than drink or food
You fill my heart with gratitude.
I love you more than summer rain
That cools our souls and soothes our pain.
I love you more than all I've done
Your heart's the dearest prize I've won.
I love you more than words can say
A love that grows each passing day.
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