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She holds the fire in my heart
Without her, I’d fall apart.
She holds the key in my soul
Without her, I’d burn like coal.
She holds the beauty of the sun
She holds the world at the point of a gun.
She caresses me in a tight embrace
She caresses me, lips of silken lace.
I love her smile,
Her looks
Her charm.
I love her intelligence
Her attitude
Her arm in my arm.
