Your Love Is My Rum

What is more endearing than your love? life, haven, or beauty? none I have seen! Your love is my rum, It turns loath into a goat of arms, my demons into diamonds, and my scares into stars Your love is my rum, and also a mum to my grace This makes me feel like a baby rabbit that move around the orbit of love Your love is my rum, It makes my sorrow numbly drunk, and renders death, worthless Your love is my rum, It sets me aglow, and warmly flows twinkles of wealth and health into the nose of my bones Your love is my rum, because every wink from you; sinks my perception and shocks my blood this makes me drizzly fidget in love Your love is my rum, because I am always drunk in your rare love and your rare love transforms my sea of hate into a tea of fate Your love is my rum, because it turns my nun heart, into a tomboy, when it notices your mum and yummy presences