Love Poem: A Many Splendored Thing
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Written by: Andres Luis Bigote

A Many Splendored Thing

My love for you just grows in me
Not obvious, it has to be
Nurtured, coddled, fed in there
Although with you I get to share
The fertile field that it's become
Through odes and music, just a sum
So small, a taste of what's to come
Should the waiting time be done

I've never loved someone like this
So thoroughly without a kiss
That's how I know this love is real
It isn't based on how I feel
Or what I've undergone with you
That's how I know this love is true
Ever present, every day
That's how I know this love will stay