Only U...

… think my cooking is out of the world never noticing the slightly crooked rotis or the overdone daal.  
... happily christen my hardened cakes 'biscuit cakes' and crunch them up with relish.
..  think I sing like a nightingale and fall asleep with a smile to my off tone, off key renditions.
… think I’m fashionista number one fascinated at my barely there ‘makeup’ kit.
… think I’m pretty never noticing the flab only enjoying the warmth as you cuddle up.
… think I've got the grooviest moves as you dance with me to.

Seven years ....
Sure got lucky with you too.

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