I love you subtly, quietly.
I love you as I subtly sleep,
and I love you as I quietly wake.
I love you carefully, delicately.
I love you as I carefully pour my coffee,
and I love you as I delicately turn the news paper page.
I love you meticulously, cautiously.
I love you as I meticulously apply my lip stick,
and I love you as I cautiously curl my hair.
I love you quickly, routinely.
I love you as I quickly get dressed,
and I love you as I routinely drive to work.
I love you briskly, mindlessly.
I love you as I briskly file books away,
and I love you as I mindlessly write another word.

I love you normally, unusually.
I love you as I normally drive home
And I love you as I unusually stop by your place.

I love you regrettably, reluctantly.
I love you as I regrettably watch you love another woman,
and I love you as I reluctantly leave.
I love you hapzardly, accidentally.
I love you as I hapzardly bump elbows,
and I love you as I accidentally drink a little too much.
I love you defectively, selfishly.
I love you as I defectively try not to feel so lonely,
and I love you as I selfishly suduce others.
I love you terribly, awfully.
I love you as I terribly attempt not to,
and I love you like I'm supposed to, like I don't want to. Awfully.
I love you endlessly, hopelessly.
I love you as I endlessly toss and turn,
and I love you as I hopelessly lie awake.

I love you subtly, quietly.
I love you as I subtly sleep,
and I love you as I quietly wake.