Fighter logic

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 

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