You
It is your smile;
Staring at me at every mile
It speaks to me for a while
And tells me that you are mine
It is your love;
Stirring all kind of sensation like a seductive glove
Warming my heart as though on a stove
And this realization out shines a swimming dove
It is you, my one and only
Your presence comforting and soothing beautifully
Adorned with virtues gracefully
And happy ever after we will live admirably
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