The woman I love with all my heart
Is beautiful, caring, kind and smart
She smells just like the dew in the morning
She makes me have an earnest longing
To cuddle up in her warm bosom
Gaze at her eyes, like flowers which have blossomed
She loves me just as much as i do
Of this i know is most certainly true
I would walk with her hand in hand
Through high mountains and faraway lands
Surely she must be a gift from up above
It is her, the woman I love
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