Above your garden like bee, allow me to fly!

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Never, I like to hear...
Other girls love talks;
Via my ears!
But wish to swallow ever;
Your Lips' rhymes' shower!

I wouldn't view other girls smiles;
Though their looks exist...
With magnet passions;
But while I try to see your eyes,
Instantly, swoon by love chloroform!

Before any other girl except you!
I avoid sweet words, while speak!
Why? The wind may scatter...
My honey verses to other females!

Because I wish to record,
All of my songs and verses;
Only at your red rose heart!

I wouldn't run,
On public play grounds!
But use ever my legs to walk,
Over your garden's path!

Believe me please...
Never I respond,
For other girls' view ponds!

Meanwhile my brain will enjoy;
If you show thy moon's face!
Or allow me to fly...
Above your garden, like bee!