Confession
Oh my lady am really honest
Of all I have met you are the finest
Your glow engulfs,every single moment
the best touch is yours,when am in your bracket
I feel the warmth,I need no jacket
And you trully love me,you don mind the wallet
youve got my heart,like fever scarlet
your make i see,is trully decent
your presecnce in my life,just heaven sent
With you I well understand,hte love dialect
and to you I be loyal,till I met my rest
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