My eye delights in you with disbelieving relish.
You are my perfumed paradise destination.
My love for you spans to the rock-pounding horizon.
The world with you is my eye-candy dish.
My love is for joy. I am not selfish.
My purpose is delight – not breeding-stock procreation.
The glory of far flung love is for our celebration.
Choose me to be your purple fragrant fetish.