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Valentine Senses
If I were a streetlamp, I'd light up the night
Whenever my sweetheart--that's you--came in sight.
If I were a candle, I'd light up the room,
Inhaling your body's delightful perfume.
If I were a chair where you happened to sit,
All of my senses would just throw a fit,
Because where you'd touch me, you'd set me afire,
You're hot, and you burn me with love and desire.
All of my senses--sight, smell and touch
Are screaming at me: "I love you so much!"
My feelings are potent, and I want you to know
The more that I know you, the stronger they grow.
I'm begging you, please, to tell me you're mine
My luscious, my perfect, my sweet Valentine.