I could write a thousand love notes,
Fill your room with roses,
Hold you till it's time to go,
And still fall short of what you do...
The brush of your hand across my face,
Light touches to fix my ill-kept hair.
A single kiss.
And I am floored.
Jokingly I say, " I'm not the best at this."
You nod in complete agreement.
Then leave me speechless by saying,
" You're not the best."
"Just the only."
