Countries worldwide, have lovely scenery,
mountains, lakes and trees.
Smells of freshness, all the wilderness,
from miles around we go and see.
But the beauty I watch and praise,
stands, walks, speaks and moves.
Has a sweet composition,
and all sorts of curves and grooves.
Nobody talks about it or takes pictures,
it's not a monument in a state or town.
But it's on the top of my list,
and no volcano or tall building will bring it down.
A loving organism so gorgeous at sight,
and to the wishes I must abide.
What I wouldn't give to hold this,
an enchanted joy of opacaheryloxide.

Caution: may become dependant ..

The light in my eyes might be a dream,
but the dark in my heart's a little extreme.
You place the essence in the dullest and the delighted,
in which your presence makes me so excited.
You're a fantasy, but a dream to me,
being mine is what I want you to be.
I just hope you never run out,
you're the only medicine to my crying out.

Warning: overdose may cause excess emotion ..

All the others' smells make me sick,
but your unknown scent makes me trip.
You're the drug of joy and doesn't cost a dime,
not coarse in texture, you're completely fine.
Doesn't make me drowsy, I'm wide awake,
a year's supply is what I'll take.
If I be the beach, will you be the tide?
Oh sweet opacaheryloxide.

Note: contains large amounts of sweeteners ..