The epitome of a woman...
Submissive to her man and good lookin',
Never taken advantage of, strong, and bold;
With her as my life partner, wife, and friend
We grow old - together as one we hold the power to create
New life in this world.
I want, desire, and wish for her love
But if I am to take on that responsibility
I must truly love - her for what she is, is something I must accept;
Leaving her is not an option, she cannot say I left.
One day I will find you and fall into your deep spell called Love...
My Woman...
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