Beauty that can't age;
the consistency of an adage.
I'm addicted to your name;
apparently love is to blame.
My candid comfort;
a pillar no one can abort
The blood in my veins;
without you, life is in vain.
The sweetness of honey;
you're worth more than money.
My definite sunrise...
there's always hope in your eyes.
The mother of my children;
the envy of other women.
Even if my choice was wrong;
you remain my pair of lungs.
The sweetness in a sensation;
you've given my life a direction.
If the sky refuses to be blue;
still it will forever be you.
By Mc Shapiro
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