After the passion wanes,
...from the high that's you,
With tender heart I sigh,
..."Thank God for eyes of blue."
'Tis in those quiet moments,
...after passion has stilled,
The wonder of loving you,
...Is so clearly revealed.
'Tis then my heart nestles,
...in the comfort of your smile.
Rests in awe of your heart,
...it's tenderness, its style.
Yes, loving you can be passionate,
...but darling, it's but a small part,
Of the love I feel for you
...every day in my heart...
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