I think I love my wife ver.2
She’s a light skinned angel,
So pure,
And serene to the touch.
She’s so beautiful, angelic, the gatekeeper of my soul.
Without her I am nothing,
With her I am whole.
She trusts me unconditionally
And at night I hold her tight and expose to her my soul,
I tell her all my secrets, and that with her I wish to grow old.
And in the morning when she wakes beside her I lay.
Her face makes my heart smile before I start my day.
Together with her no longer am I alone.
Where ever she is, is where I call my home
She is my best friend, my lover, one whom I can spend all my life.
There’s no doubt about it I am in love with my wife.
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 4:27 AM UTC
I think I love my wife ver.2
She’s a light skinned angel,
So pure,
And serene to the touch.
She’s so beautiful, angelic, the gatekeeper of my soul.
Without her I am nothing,
With her I am whole.
She trusts me unconditionally
And at night I hold her tight and expose to her my soul,
I tell her all my secrets, and that with her I wish to grow old.
And in the morning when she wakes beside her I lay.
Her face makes my heart smile before I start my day.
Together with her no longer am I alone.
Where ever she is, is where I call my home
She is my best friend, my lover, one whom I can spend all my life.
There’s no doubt about it I am in love with my wife.
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