you are a spitfire to those who you oppose
a mustang to all those whose honor that you must uphold
to me you are sugar honey baby darling
(anything but little furry animals and bu)
when i am upset, well, i suppose…
(we should save that for another day)
you hold that special kind of magic
which, when lacking, is oh so tragic…
once i have it you know damn well
that i want no substitute…
your loving spirit touches me
directly to my heart of soul,
your rhythm magic
matches perfectly
love vibrations
of my body chemistry
makes my sense of being whole and
as your spirit wind runs naturally backto me
you are fundamental essential
simply put no one else will do…
i am prepared to fight
anyone or anything that
tries to come between us…
as ong as you are with me
i will be with you
i will do battle against…
anyone but you
C2

