He has a pair of beautiful eyes... The type that will comfort you when you cry... He is so kind and considerate... Being with him makes me feel so great... He has a pair of beautiful strong hands... That held me close to him when we dance... He is faithful and sincere... That is why my love for him grows year after year... He stood by me through good and bad times... I am so glad that he is mine... He slipped a ring on my finger... And finally asked me to be his girl... Engraved beneath the ring were three words... It simply said I love thee.Birth sign: Not entered
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