Count On Fingers
If I could count the ways I love you
On both hands I could try
I’d end up only with two fists
And much more counted lies
(Short but sweet! I thought the poem was perfect without needing to add anything else)
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If I could count the ways I love you
On both hands I could try
I’d end up only with two fists
And much more counted lies
(Short but sweet! I thought the poem was perfect without needing to add anything else)