She:
Save all your romancing for me dear,
never let those brown eyes roam...
call me possessive, for that's what I am
because I need you for my very own.
You are the only love I've ever known.


He:
Wherever you walk I'll walk with you
if only in my mind's eye...I'll see your
sweet face ~ warm to your embrace.
I must have you for my own or I'll die.
The depth of my feeling tells no lie.

Joyce Hemsley

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/possessive-love/