 Every time I hold your hand,
I am the king of all the land,
Every time, your lips touch mine,
Warm chills run through my spine.
I found myself standing tall,
Legs stiffened but still one whole,
Head tilted off the beaten path,
It is love not formulated math.
In your eyes, the light is bright,
In your heart, the feeling’s right,
Your presence, a pleasant sight,
All the days and through the nights.
You’re the dawn of morning sun,
You’re the restorer of hopes gone,
In your smile, happiness is being won,
From now till eternity as in day one.
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