honey
Cascading compliments,
humming across my eardrums.
We're a lot alike but incredibly opposite,
but you're so magnetic.
You're the most beautiful
person I've ever had the privilege to know,
you make mountains seem movable.
I just can't get enough
I'm drawn to you like
bumble bees to flowers in a meadow.
I haven't found anything I dislike
about you, honey.
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