If I count the ways I love you,
One, like the morning's gentle hue.
Two, as whispered winds that sigh,
Through the trees, beneath the sky.
Three, like petals in a field,
Each emotion, a bloom revealed.
Four, as the seasons gracefully dance,
Our love, a timeless romance.
Five, like stars that nightly gleam,
In the canvas of a dream.
Six, as rivers winding free,
Our hearts entwined in unity.
Seve...
