Her

All i want is to roll with you in thy grass, Next to you i want to always pass, Besides you i wish to dance, This tune that bares no curse, Rather the joy of just us. Lord help me not to tire, Because this,I want to take it higher, Lord help me not to be a lair, Because I know she can not stand a lair, Deep inside it burns quietly, but the effects can be seen, the fire. She, I'll follow, I'll treasure her because she is too good to be ranked below, I can not explain but it can glow, And everything acts just like a blow, Sincerely what i feel,I only know. I will sing, though I am not the best singer, I will dance to my best, though I am not the best dancer, I will tell of her good deeds, though i am not the best taller, I will do my best to persuade her though i know i am not the best persuader, I will do everything, so that in her heart i can be the only ruler.