Will You Marry Me
I love the way you look when you are happy;
your teeth glowing in the moonlight, and your
laughter cheering up everything I know.
I love the way you smile;
it is the sweetest thing I have ever seen
under the Sun.
I love the way you look at me;
they have a way of inviting attention
without any speech.
I love the way you hold a child;
it is as though it is your own.
I love the way you shed tears as you watch
a soap opera; I console you with a cuddling
touch, reminding you it's just a play, and reminding
myself that I have a woman who can feel,
at the core of her soul.
I love the way you act when you are mad at me;
pushing me against the wall, and holding my
shirt as though you want to tear it; making me feel
like making love to you.
You are all I want in a wife; everything I prayed for!
Will you marry me?
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