I like the feel of your 
name on my lips.. 

Oh... he loved to say her name, it was a tonic for him. 

Easing his pain on the worst days. 

I like the sound of your 
sweet gentle kiss 

He didn't think he'd ever tire of kissing her... 

He shuddered just thinking of it. 

The way that your fingers 
run through my hair 

She was able to drive all rational thoughts from him with that simple gesture. 

And how your scent lingers 
even when you're not there 

When she brushed past him, his eyes would close... 

He would breathe her in.... 

A smile would appear on his face. 

I like the way your eyes dance 
when you laugh 

Her laugh lit up the dark spots in his life when things would go wrong. 

And how you enjoy your 
two hour bath 

"Come in... the water's fine," he could recall her saying, before pulling him 
into the bathtub. The bubbly water cascading over the rim. 

Yes, those two hour baths were something to look forward to. 

How you convinced 
me to dance in the 
rain, with everyone 
watching like we 
were insane 

"Come on Giles... live a little!" she told him. 

Shaking his head, he stepped out into the rain. 

Raising his head to the sky, letting the water run down his face. 

Feeling her hand in his, she pulled him out further, away from the school... 

Away from his duties.... 

To her... 

"You guys are CRAZY!!" they heard Xander shout from the open doorway. 

"Isn't it great!" Giles heard her say. 

He took her into his arms, looking down at her happy face. 

"He's right, you know?" he said gesturing back towards Xander. 

"I don't care... dance with me?" 

"Love to," he replied. 

They danced while Buffy, Xander and Angel watched. 

Buffy grabbed the guys and pulled them back inside, Xander began to protest 
when Buffy told him: 

"Look at them Xander... REALLY look," she said, before letting him go and 
heading back to the library with Angel. 

Xander turned his attention back to his best friend, he had never recalled seeing 
Willow look so happy before. 

Pausing for a brief moment, he silently wished her luck, then went inside. 

But I love the way you love me 
strong and wild, slow 
and easy. 

Heart and soul, so 
completly I love the 
way you love me 

He couldn't belived that she could love him the way he worshiped her. 

To find out that she did, made him drop to his knees and wrap his arms around 
her. 

Their first time together was etched in his soul... 

It was... 

Mind boggling. 

I like to imitate ol' 
Jerry Lee 

And watch you roll your eyes 
when I'm slightly off key 

"I never knew you had it in you Rupert," Willow told him one afternoon, 
listening to her husband singing with the radio. 

And I like the innocent 
way that you cry 
at sappy old movies you've 
seen hundreds of times 

"Are you alright?" he asked her when he saw the tears streaming down her 
face. 

"I love this movie Rupert, it always makes me cry," she sniffed. 

He smiled, handing her his handkerchief. 

"Thank you," she replied, resting her head on his shoulder. 

But I love the way 
you love me strong 
and wild, slow and easy 

"Come with me," Willow told Rupert, leading him towards their bedroom. 

"Always," he replied, letting her take him wherever she wanted. 

Heart and soul, so 
completly I love the 
way you love me 

He didn't think he'd ever get enough of her... 

The way she owned his soul... 

And I could list a million 
things that I love to like 
about you. 

But they all come down 
to one reason 
I could never live 
without you 

"What are you up to Rupert?" Willow asked, finding him at the kitchen 
table writing. She slid her arms down his shoulders, letting her head rest near 
his. "Hmm? What are you writing?" 

"Um... nothing... really. Just a little something..." he said, trying to hide 
what he had written. 

"Let's see," she told him, brushing his hands out of the way. 

"Willow... please..." 

"Oh... Rupert," her voice quivering with emotion. 

"Don't cry... it's... it's not supposed to make you cry, really it isn't." 

He had been watching her sleep, when the urge to write over took him. 

He never even heard her come into the kitchen, he was oblivious to everything 
around him. 

She startled him... 

He didn't know why he didn't want her to see what he was writing, perhaps it was 
because he didn't think he was finished... 

On the top of the page he had written: 

"What I love to like about Willow" 

He had only written 15 items before she caught him. 

I love the way you love me 
strong and wild, slow 
and easy. 

Heart and soul, so 
completly I love the 
way you love me 

Oh baby... 

I love the way 
you love me. 

"I love you Rupert," she whispered into his ear. 

"I love the way you love me Willow," he replied, taking her into his arms, 
never wanting to let her go. 


The End