You are all I want as I gaze at your face
You make me feel like I am ten feet tall
No man can ask for more thats all
I will say
come what may
We will weather the bumps
We will take our lumps
But when we slip under the covers
For me there can be no others
For there is no woman who can take your place
I will cleave to you my woman you won the race
Ethan Radcliff 2014
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