Honey dearest

My ray of sunshine,
My wave of sorrow,
My angel with his crown of halo…

He takes me high,
He makes me sigh...
He makes my heart leap with joy,
And plays with it like a toy...

He loves his cars and his bikes,
He loves to go on big, long hikes...
His heart of gold,
His soothing word,
His sunny smile,
Makes my day and cushions my night...

His love like glue,
Leaves me without a clue...
Sometimes a stranger,
Sometimes a friend
My honey dearest,
I cannot comprehend....

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