Her Love

Her love keeps me up at night
Her love means I am never right
Her love makes me get into fights
Her love is a sweet delight

Her love how do I begin
Her love all I want to win
Her love often as I can
Her love has reward dividends

Her love naughty and nice
Her love better when twice
Her love puts player on ice
Her love ends in showers of rice

Her love and baby makes three
Her love we are a happy family
Her love is all I need
Her love got the best of me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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