Caramel fantasy

When I look at my babe
Others drink beer
But I found myself
Staring at you
Sun got an ointment
With caramel
But there’s no need
Cause you’re
Brown from the
Birth
I observe you
And I think to myself
What a crazy
Idea to make
A girlfriend
From another
Corner of the world
When I live
In a country
With most beautiful
White girls
In the whole world
Other boys look
At you like to an
Exotic one
But I look at you
As my girl
My future wife
Mother of my
Ten children
My heaven gift
My love my joy
My sweet
Caramel
Fantasy