Sitting across the table
Caught in conversation
The object of my deepest love
And of my admiration
She is the very core of me
I will ceaseless seek to earn
Her love for all my life
Though my attention she may spurn
Her intellect and imagination
Stir Deep inside my heart
Her skill, her spirit, all of these
Are poetry, beauty and art
She is my best friend
No matter how it all turns out
She can count on my support
Of that there is no doubt
Willing slave I am
Bound for life to serve
Foolish hope I hold
Her love someday deserved
She is the very best of me
All I am is her's
In this I shall not tire
'Nuff Said
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