She Is
She Is
She is...my hope for...my everything that I adore...my live for my die for my laugh with my cry for...my want more...my look for...my could be better half...my must have...my algebraic...math equation..equaling the solution to my love starvation...
my think about...my shout it out...my help cry out...my hand in hand walking mean..man...she is my Queen...
She is my learned love mentor my hopeful meant for
(can i walk with you...talk with you...lay with you...stay with you...grow old
and gray with you...laugh with you...cry with you...die with you smile with you...
oh so special you...look up to the sky with you I mean oh my I just want to try....forever I wanna be your guy...).....my kid creator....no one greater...it's her.. she is..my there she is...but where is she? who is she? I mean...
who could she be...? I realized that I may never know her...cause I thought
I met her many times before...feeling secure...in my heart...cause of the love they gave I was so sure our love was pure...so sure...that my love was finally found...
but instead..a whole in my love boat nothing left to do but drown...
By: Peter T. DeSpirito
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