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Jul 2014
The one that send you cards, flowers and more.
I am he.
The man who  writes poem after poem of his love.
Yes, I am he.

Who brings you breakfast?
Who makes YOU bath water?
I am he.

Certain men know when they are blessed.
And just that alone makes them give their best.

Yes, I am he.
Who apologize for nothing?
If it's connected to giving you the best of my love.

When your friends describes the guy of their dreams?
Slightly mention me.
I am he.
Only big difference is,  I'm taken.
A man you proudly call yours.
jeffrey conyers
Written by
jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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