How am I supposed to write what you mean to me in fourteen lines?
That's humanely impossible, from what I see.
I could write an epic because I do have the time-
Write about being in the presence of your angelic ecstasy.
I can't get rid of you, my love,
But that is perfectly okay;
We fit together like a ball in a glove.
With you and I, I could never picture a last day.
When our lips meet,
I know I'm in the right place.
You are one of my greatest feats,
A result of God's amazing grace.
What you mean to me cannot be explained in a sonnet.
How much I love you is so far beyond it.
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