Girl, you're my bliss.
You stamped presence in my life and depart fleas.
Damsel, please don't cease.
Yea, you consistently rain on me joy and ease.

Love so still like a sacred stream,
Is what we're sealed in.
Yea, we have our flaws like bad breath,
But to trouble our still love, that they ain't felt.
Nay, we ain't moved by any troubling
aiming to plunder our nest.

Girl, you're my bliss.
Just go ahead with your endowed skills.
Such as beautifying for me,
Plating me my favorite meals,
Understanding things that soothes me and those that kill.
When you offer to feed me you don't tease me with the spoon.
For there's time for Evey activity under the sun and moon,
That's your law, rule, stance and view.
You're just perfect like watching at the moon.
When I'm around you it feels like living in the moon.
If that was a probability, we will be the only occupants in the moon.

Girl, you love me with gravitational devotion!
I vow to never take that for granted, because you abrase me consistently with love lotion.
I will always reciprocate cos your unending love alone is a caution.
Girl, you're my bliss, my perfect portion.