Let me be the one to tell you I love you more than Godiva.
I still thrill at the sight of you, want to be next to you,
to be your best friend. When you aren’t here I ache to hear
your voice and feel the strength of your touch. I admire
the gray in your hair and the wrinkles on your face as we age
together. I adore you more today than I did yesterday and still
my love grows. I always want to be the one to tell you.