My love
Is as sweet as honey
In my favorite raspberry tea
My love
Is as warm and comforting
As a fire during winter could be
My loves
Happiness is great
It sings sweet melodies
My love
Knows no boundries
Holds no limits for its hopes and dreams

My love
Is one of a kind
Though it doesn't stand alone
You stand there by its side
Holding me close, keeping me warm
My love
Has not yet spoken
So you have not yet heard
The eight
Letters I've been thinking--
Three syllables, three words