The fluency of my name dancing of your tounge is like fame showering me with effection that is of the greatest of love
The sweetness you give me creeps into me
Sneaking its way past the gate,  so sneaky I would have never pictured this in my fate
Your aroma gets to me every time
Just like the strikes you give me with those dreamy eyes
I can't help but question and debate why this great love has showered me like some form of heaven that hails down from above