Eachtime you move, time stands still
You are so pure and so well distilled;
Impressively, if you were to be drilled
You'll be a price target that can't be killed;
For you, the ice shall blaze and the fire will chill.
In love kitchen, like a Chef, I'll cook you a meal
With love recipe and admiration as grill;
I'll write you a poem and sing to your thrill,
Show you skills and fetch you a bluegill,
The bills I'll pay, for your gallery freewill.
Without them, no you and is my life unfulfilled;
Ravishingly, your beauty on heal, is high as a hill;
And if you were a milk, you'll never be spilled,
You as a poison, I'll go for a steady refill,
And if your love is an illness, I'll pop no pill…
For you are, my existence and holygrill.
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