SHE IS

by Harry Bryant   Aug 16, 2004




SHE IS

She is my Venus DeMilo,
no matter where I go,
she is my raving beauty,
she sure is a cutie,
she is the one, don't you know,
when she holds my hand,
it makes me feel grand,
makes me feel like I'm walking on air,
when I get lonely, it is for her only,
I know she really does care,
when we go out wining and dining,
our hearts are entwining,
oh the joy just being with her,
when I look in her eyes, I realize,
how much I love her, for sure,
so I tell you my baby,
and I don't mean maybe,
I want you with me all the time,
so give me a smile,
when you walk down the aisle,
telling the world that you're mine,
tell the world that you're taken,
you won't be forsaken,
cause you keep my heart in line.

written by Harry Bryant
12/27/02 12:55:26 PM ©
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