3, 2, 1 love you

Seven billion people

But I love you

Six million reasons why

But I can’t choose

Five thousand butterflies in my stomach

That seems to never defuse

Four hundred memories of us

Which I couldn't bear to lose

Thirty songs we sing

None of them are blues

Two hands together

Both of us infused

One heart we share

We know it’s in good use

Because you love me

But most of all

I love you.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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