My Lady

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My lady is as soft as silk,

She never raises her voice,

When it comes to making love,

It’s either of our choice.

My lady is the sunshine,

When dark clouds cover the sky,

She is always sweet and polite,

I never have to wonder why.

My lady is beauty at it’s peak,

Long, soft blond hair falling,

She whispers and my knees get weak,

I can hear her calling.

Come to me, my love,

Come lay down beside me,

Come caress my tender lips,

Come and reach to guide me.

My lady is my best memory,

I treat her like a queen,

I could never do her harm,

I could never be mean.

My lady is any man’s dream come true,

I truly am a blessed soul,

And when sometimes I feel blue,

She takes my hand and takes control.