“I love you more,” he said with a grin,
“By a mile, by a lot, and I’m sure to win.”

She rolled her eyes, “Oh, that’s sweet,
But I love you more, can’t be beat.”

“No way,” he scoffed, “I love you most,
I even shared my garlic toast.”

“I love you more,” she said with flair,
“Like sunshine on a summer air.”

“I’d fight a lion just for you,”
He teased, “I’d win, that’s nothing new!”

“But I hold your hand when you’re half asleep,
And whisper ‘shhh’ when your dreams get deep.”

He chuckled, “And I press snooze every day,
Just to lie beside you and delay.”