I Call Her Poem by Malong David Kuok

I call her wounder!
When I look at her eyes,
I feel like an ocean boiling
With a steeming heat

I call her sweet!
The wounderful taste of her personality
Is sweeter than
Honey and Sugar combined!

I call her my Queen!
Cause I am the King
When am with her,
Definitely my anonymous Kingdom
Has got what it has been
Lacking for decades

I call her Love!
Your love is special, brilliant,
Kind, priceless, unique, my dream girl, so a cute, my happiness
Absolutely you taught me how to love,
And I really love you