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A Poem That Swept Marquita Jensen (or Your's) Off Her Feet.
I love you, I like you, I love you, And I adore you. You love me, Kiss me And cuddle with me. Sometimes I get on your nerves Marquita, But you never stay irritated for long. Sometimes you make me mad, But it is too hard to stay mad at you. You give me wings with which to fly, You show me what it is like to be in heaven. You are the air under my wings, And you show me what it is to be your beloved Jensen. You once said you purr when I hold you, And I purr when I hold you. Putten purrs when he lies next to you, I purr when I am with you. White gold is shiny, Although this means more than looking pretty. Diamonds are supposed to sparkle, They will never have as much sparkle as your eyes. You are my chocolate, You are my honey, You are my sugar Marquita. I am your boo, I am you sugar, And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you become a Jensen? Will you Marry Me? Article Directory: http://www.articledashboard.com This is a poem I wrote for my fiance who has since married me. You are free to republish this, or reuse this. Replace Marquita with the first name of your significant other, and change Jensen the groom's last name. If you are not actually engaged, you should remove the last three lines unless your actually proposing. |
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