As I lie in your beloved arms
I'm engulfed by your warmth
The way you move your hand
Proficiently round my cloth
Gives me a perception of thought
That our bond is strong

Enfolded in your love
You're certain that am yours
Without a twoth thought
You give me your all

Now, We are one
The preeminence of your love
Makes me wonder where you're from
Your infallibility outstrips your flaws

Agazed by your ways
With no dismay
You're perfect in every case

Even when you play
There's no mistake
What more can I say
Than to hope our love stays

"Mr Boon"
It's really been a while I came across that adorable senile man " Mr Boon", maybe he's just too vexed with me,  maybe he's not please with our last meeting, cause I was too rash on the dusty.
Oh dear good senile man "Boon" don't be too ******* me not to pave on my pavement again. I know, I might have just been quite infantile the last time, and we never learn. But does not everyone deserve a twoth?