He's Mine

He's my baby, babe, baba, daddy, While I have always been his baddy. He's my habibi, ostaz, maaly el basha, zaim, While I remain his secret zaima. He's my teacher, my saint, my mood, While I have always retained my godhood. He's my mozza, el wasim awi, While I remain so pretty to him anyway. He's my role model, the man of my dreams, While I daydream of his daily creams. He's my love, my twin flame, While I remain in a new frame. He's my lover, closer than friends, While my fantasies don't have ends. He's always there, with a listening ear, While he and I sat together so near.