"Pretty lady"

"Pretty Lady"

Hey there pretty lady Don't anger from my stare. I mean no harm nor disrespect As I watch you standing there.

Don't think because imp staring That I have sensed a flaw. Contrary to your thinking I find no flaws at all.

Your hair is Gods own masterpiece With your locks of pure spun gold. God bestowed on you, perfection A wonder to behold.

I gaze at you with envy And wonder how it would feel. To walk through life without a doubt No imperfections to conceal.

I'm fearful of your beauty As you turn to beckon him. He opens up his arms to you Invites you to come in.

While he twirls you across the floor His smiling eyes I see. I feel the tears weld up inside Will my love come back to me.

With all my imperfections My world was growing dim. My heart was slowly breaking, But suddenly I feel him. His arms they are around me now And he seemed to read my thoughts. With a kiss so warm and urgent He rests his head upon my brow.

Hey there pretty Lady Whatever would I be. Without your beauty in my life your loving arms to comfort me. You are my friend, my very heart My woman and my Wife.

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