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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