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Hearts and butterflies do not apprise,
the feelings that I feel within,
for the woman with whom my love lies,
and how treasured that our time has been.

I've never felt such great elation,
or been so sure that things felt right,
as sure as this planet is in rotation,
dancing in space around the light.

My love is not like a red, red rose,
My love is not like the ocean,
My love is not expressed in prose,
My love is not by potion.

My love is not like a summer day,
My love is not like woah,
My love is not a holiday,
My love is not by show.

I can compare my love in many ways,
and state that the sky is blue,
but no mere mortal act or phrase,
will ever express my love for you.