Perfect Romance

He enfolds her at night and whispers sweet lullaby in her ears
He brings her breakfast in bed and spoon feeds her with pudding
He soaps her back and shampoos her hair in the shower
He kisses her bosoms, and rest his head on the belly that cradled his kids
He calls her angel mooning over her like a schoolboy
He worships the ground she walks upon, gently guiding her from behind
He aches for her love like the night aches for daylight
He loves her more as she works the garden and the sun illuminates her skin
He loves her even more in the night light as her eyes burns with desire
He blesses the day he met her, he mutters her praises, grateful for the day she said yes

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