Old and Grey

I found a man who's in love with me
I can tell from the way he looks at me
I remember the first glance
As if I was the only one in the room
From that point on ,I knew
From the kisses he shares
To how he admires me dear
Nice and slow were tryna take it
But it's getting hard waiting
I love to be in his arms
And no ,this aren't days when there's a storm
He holds me nice and loving
And I run my fingers through his hair caressing him
We lock hands, when were together we never want it to end
He kisses me on my forehead, my nose, my neck
And I snuggle up next to him right under his chin
He has become my best friend
We joke, act silly, make fun of each other
And have playful fights
Then wish we were with each other each night
To hold one another o so tight
He's my old man as I call him
Old mannered and very respectful
I appreciate everything about him
And as for me the same from he
We exchange love through X's and O's
Lol we understand each other soul
My best friend hopefully till the day we grow old