Rice.

Girl you are hot like rice. Sticky and sweet. Nice and red hot. Thin and savory. How ever you are served you come hot and ready. You're so open and free that people across the world eat you.

Uhm... That maybe wasn't the best compliment but what I meant to say was that I love you and that I like rice...

From my favorite things to my passion to desires you go well for them all. Totally supportive of me it's sort of like crazy you know that rice is full of charbohydrates. Sort of just gives you energy. You are my cholesteral free, blood pressure managing and cancer preventing super food.

Maybe using rice as a compliment isn't that bad. Now I know maybe not all of you agree with me but did you know that rice prevents Alzheimer's disease.

Yeah, maybe when polgeria has taken your bones and you feel so old that the youth in soul turns to gold and I'll have a piece of you forever in me. Called memory and I'll know that you and me will ride with the sun and change this atmosphere forever. I always new you'd always leave your mark on this world.

Rice.