No I'm not perfect, boo.
But yes it's true;
I do, I love you
If ever you must move
I promise, love I will too
You worry, I know
But I'm yours
Wherever you go
At home or on the road,
In the sun or in the cold.
I don't just want A fling.
with you as A lover, A friend,
A mate for my soul;
With you, my love I want to grow old
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 11:49 AM UTC
No I'm not perfect, boo.
But yes it's true;
I do, I love you
If ever you must move
I promise, love I will too
You worry, I know
But I'm yours
Wherever you go
At home or on the road,
In the sun or in the cold.
I don't just want A fling.
with you as A lover, A friend,
A mate for my soul;
With you, my love I want to grow old
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