Calling you honey is undermining
Using the word sugar
To explain the sweetness of you r lips
Is an act of natural abuse.
Only your lips tastes like
“Shougraney”; a combination of letters of sugar and honey,
A mixture of their taste.
The aura of your presence,
Brings felicity that joy might attain.
Your eyes, yes, your eyes
Like diamonds and emeralds superimposed
They kindle flames of passion
That no hatred can extinguish.
Though, mine-o-mine
Can just explain infinitesimal.
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