It would be five in the morning,
And I would be still awake,
So I'd pick up a pencil and page.
And I start thinking and writing,
Of just what I'd say,
If we were face to face.
I'd tell you just what,
You are to me.
I'd tell you that you are loved.
I'd tell you all,
These simple truths,
'That you are a gift from above.
You're lovely like a flower,
Your eyes sparkle,
Like the sunshine.
So I'd write that I would,
Love for you,
To...be...mine...
I'd say that you're special,
There's no doubt it,
You pretty and kind,
And there's no other,
Like you,
That I can find.
That the flowers will,
Bloom for you,
Every glorious day.
And the birds will stop,
Singing their song,
To hear what you say.
And the angels,
Watch over you,
Guarding you from above.
All in all, that poem would say,
Is that with you...
I'm in love.'
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