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Love of my Life

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We talk every night
In my room in the dark
I send little messages
From my car when i park
I tell her I love her
In a very grown up way
We have a ritual
That happens every day
We talk in the evenings
When we are alone
And she whispers sweet nothings
I lie there and moan
The thought of her breath
Slightly warm in my ear
Sends shivers down my spine
The meaning is clear
I know that she is
The love of my life
It will be not long now
When I say be my wife
Through all our love
I have just one regret
Though I speak to her often
We hav’nt yet met

justwilliam 2013