He’s got that warm milk hug, vanilla words,
Caramelized mouth, bubblegum fingers.
Lips full of sugar, too sweet for my taste;
But his love is pure melted chocolate.
He’s got those minty eyes, strawberry scent,
Those chivalry moves every girl dreamt.
He got them nerd candy, rock candy, jelly beans;
Willy Wonka, he’s own candy machine.
Diabetes- too much sweets can’t be good,
But to reject the offer would be real rude;
And that one thing I can’t resist- that one bait
Is his love of pure melted chocolate.