You and me, we share one primary thing:
We don’t like the same movies. I write, you sing.
You dress to the nines, I dress maybe to the fours.
I stay in most hours; you like the out-of-doors.
The meals you make are glorious; Me? I open can.
I’m a beta male at best; you’re grade A WOMAN.
But of the things between us, one think is surely true
for the two of us: we always think of you.

I think of you. I dream of you.
And you do, too. We both love you.

If there is one thing that I think is great
it is someone who holds some things go beyond debate
like an opinionated person who believes
that they are so god-given, they dutifully receive
all of the worship that the world can heap on them.
One who thinks they are a blessing to all men.
Yes, though we disagree on many, on one thing we both hold true:
When we think of beauty or love, we think of you.

I love you, and you love you.
You you you you. We both love you.