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You are the lettuce in my sandwich
My vegetables in vegetable soup
You are pink strawberry ice cream
And I need at least three scoops

You are the ink that runs through my pen
Words flow when I think of your face
You are the book that I write
Stories to astound and amaze

You are the air that I breathe
Intoxicating and sweet like fine wine
You are the universe
Stars hurtle around you as they climb

You are the cool water that I sip
I need you to live and survive
You are the maker of glistening honey
An inhabitant of my combed hive

You are my playground toy
Perching on the other end of my see-saw
You are the one that balances me
And keeps me stable and grounded to the floor

You are my true sweetheart
You provide me with all I need
You are absolutely everything to me
And I'm keeping you to myself, pure greed!

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