I love how wonderful it feels when I hold her, the amorous fragrance of her perfume, her feminine hands and glances she gives me that seem to say, without words, "I love you." I especially love the way she looks in a romantic restaurant where the light, though it may be dim, seems to gently highlight all that is so irresistibly attractive about her. I love the way she looks in her high heels and yet there are so many other things I love about her. However, more than anything else I love the essence of who she is. I love Sharon. Yes I know I am a preacher, but I am also a man; a man who is in love with his wife. Is there anything wrong with that?
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