Lights Lights,
Turn off,
Garbage Garbage,
Pick up,
Desks Desk,
Put Back,
Leave Leave,
Please
Your smile has a glow of a sunny day,
With plenty a warmth and a comfort glow,
That constant grin tells me everything okay,
Temperate is high and the days pass slow,
Your love fills a missing in my lone soul,
This kind of feeling only Disney can describe,
Happy, this has became a love I now know,
One look at you make every part of me come alive.
I pinch myself to know that this loves real,
Everyday I thank the angels up above,
The happy and the joy, that you help me feel,
For sending me you, and this great love
Your presence gives me a great desire wanting desire,
So come on baby and light up this fire.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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