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He doesn't say 'I love you'
The words never pass his lips
Instead there's sparkling laughter
And many clever quips.
He doesn't say 'I love you'
Not even whispered in the dark
Not shouted during intercourse
Or coated heavily with snark.
He doesn't say 'I love you'
Not in so many a word
His lips never form the syllables
To exhale that simple chord.
He might not say 'I love you'
But perhaps he has no need
The smile that I coax from him
Is just the same to me.