My object of admiration
I’m fasting for love without you
With kissing determination
I can’t drink from your lips on occasion
Your beauty is sugary true
I surrender to you
Like a bee to its hive
Ecstatic to find something new
You’re making me feel so alive
My Bibi in June is a treat
True company for my lonely heart
With passionate hugs full of heat
I’m here, loving you from the start