She is no princess,
But when she stoops,
It is to conquer,
Like a lioness, she is the queen of my pride,
An elegant stallion,
She is my gazelle, my muse,
Her smile fills my quill,
She is my poem,
Her beauty shapes my thought
Gracefully, her gait flames my passion,
I am complete by her,
Imperfect me, she is my perfection,
She is my friend,
She is a confidante,
I find a million reasons to smile by her,
She is every woman wish,
She is every mans desire,
All that I've had is nothing when it compares
with her,
I know how her love makes me feel,
And I am so glad that I've got her.
Now that she stooped,
She stooped to conquer my heart!
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