What Am I?

I like making it clear, that a girl is all mine,

Showing off how proud I am, 'cus my, she's looking fine,

Wrap your arms around her, pull her in real right,

Gazing at the stars, lit only by moonlight,

Pondering existence, the universe and asking what they see,

The beauty of the sky, and where will us be,

In fifty years, when the stars lose their glow,

When the universe is dying, where will our lives go,

Holding someone close, their breath ignites my fire,

Endless lazy pj days, of which I'll never tire,

Watching the glorious sunset, waving bye another day,

All these precious moments, voice more than words can say.