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Limits

Sometimes I don't have words,

for words have their limits,

that's why I hold you,

that's why I squeeze you,

that's why I keep you close to me

in moments extended,

treasuring that you missed me,

that you thought of me;

you're so precious —

we just stand in our bedroom,

holding each other,

just being thankful,

being grateful,

finding something amazing

in what's to most an average moment;

because you're amazing to me,

I savor moments like this,

you're my sophisticated woman

whose love to me is simple bliss.