Fighter logic

You are a spitfire
to all who you oppose

A mustang
to those whose honor
you must uphold

To me you are sugar, honey, baby darling
(Anything but little furry animals and bu)

 When i am upset, well i suppose
(We should save that for another day)

You hold that special kind of magic
Which, when lacking, is so tragic

Once i have it
you know darn well
That i want no substitute

Your loving spirit touches me
Directly to my heart of soul,

Your rhythm magic matches perfectly
Love vibrations of my body chemistry

Makes my sense of being whole  

My spirit wind runs naturally and true
 To me you are fundamental/essential

Simply put, no one else will do

i am prepared
To fight anyone or anything
That tries to come between us

If you are …with me
 i will be …with you
 
i will do battle against
 Anyone

but you

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