You Slay Me

The word slay came from my nine year-old granddaughter and she meant it the way it's done here My dear you slay me everyday The way you saunter and you sway You beguile me with your smile Come here and stay around awhile Stay and slay me with your kiss If you go I know I'll miss Everything you mean to me All the beauty that I see And the love that flows from you Like a sparkling morning dew So please slay me constantly my dear Hold me close and stay right here