She asks me silly questions.
Like how much do I love her?
I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...

Your love intoxicates me into an intoxication of intoxicating intoxication.

Women are like beautiful flowers. Only when you love them and take good care of them will they fully bloom into the beautiful flowers that they are.

She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.

She says she loves me infinity power infinity power infinity into infinity!
And I look at the sky, smile, and 'sigh!

Your fragrance wafts into the spaces between my breaths
While I keep staring at the sky every night
The stars and the moon asked me your name
And I just blushed and smiled...