If I was an Octopus.
I have eight arms of charm.
To keep my lover happy and warm.

One arm alone.
If not two would contain plenty of love.
Then another might contain plenty of passion.

That on a daily basis.
She'll know she has felt plenty of satifaction to not complaint.
Then maybe, a few.
Would be used for weather protectors.
No need for her getting ill from the chills.

These eight arms will fix all the requirements she request.
I'm determine to use them all to do my best loving her.
I know, if pushed.
I'll use all eight to protect her.
That others would be afraid to offend her.

Sharks wouldn't come near her.
Whales would emerge to avoid her.
If we under the sea.
But since we on the land of earth.
I just be looking out for many ways to love her.