It's You - Poem by Starrbox Munoz
It's those sweet words you speak that sweep me off my feet.
It's your eyes that look at me and leave me mystified.
And every time we kiss is like a wish come true,
'Cause I'm always missin' you.
When I'm alone it's the thought of you which brings me joy.
But it's when you're holding me close,
That I feel like I'm only yours...for today, tomorrow, and the days to come.
With one last line to rhyme, let me just say...
I'm glad that your my guy!
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