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O You Whom I Often and Silently Come
|O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you;|
|As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room with you,|
|Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.|
-- Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
The Carl Sagan Radio Lab valentine I posted last year is still the most romantic story I've ever heard.