my sweet savory honey suckle dipped in fine wine.. my sweet fresh spring rose from the famine of man kind… my only surviving crop in my garden, for thou art my pookiesins, my fart bear..
my lovely maiden.. thou art the sun of my days! verily verily, i am deeply gulped by your love, like a ocean of roses coming to me, in a strong hard wind, that sweeps me up in the twinkle of an eye..