My love for you is like a big cow, moo.
Is something I should say in earnest,
A different take in romancing you,
Just something shouted really not churlish.
Perhaps wrestling a lion fiercely
Or diving into custard from high up
Performing circus tricks romantically
Might be the declaration of love and luck
I’d do anything to see that bright smile
Proving my love in every weird way.
For you are perfection without guile
Who brightens and warms every single day.
My moon, my stars, my everything,
When in your arms my heart does sing.