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
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