she Captured me
her smile lights my day
her laugh lifts my soul
my life to her is bound
she captured me
her neck encircled by my silver
her heart held in my hand
all I can ask is mine
she captured me
my coffee served with grace
my line of fire across her thighs
each pain an exchange of love
she is mine, body and soul
she gave all and holds me as I do her
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