On a regular day I think of my beloved to be...
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Who is the man that will captivate me?
Will he come on a white horse, powerful king of the land?
Or will he be gentle, the kind that hold hands?
Does he seek me now while I write this poem?
Our hearts beats rhythmically the sweet love song.
Will he be rich an empire of cash?
Or rich by our love so much, away we must stash?
Is he a handsome man with features of gold?
Or a big cuddly bear that I can't wait to hold?
Will he love me compassionately through all of my trials?
The one when I am sad, besides my daughter he makes me smile.
I wait for the day he sweeps me off my feet.
My dearly beloved, I cant wait until we meet.
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