my man wrote me a list

-You’re the foam to my london fog.
-You’re like a wolf sweater on a value village rack
-You’re like a space heater in a cold room
-You’re the lyrics to my songs
-You’re the strings to my guitar
-You’re my lip chap to my dry winter morning
-You’re like a full glass of eggnog
-You’re the cheese to my macaroni
-You’re a tshirt straight out of the dryer
-You’re the sprinkles on my donut
-You’re the cream to my coffee
-You’re the banana to my banana muffins
-You’re the sweet smell of rain on an early morning
-You’re the brain freeze to my Slurpee
-You’re the sunset to my evenings
-You’re a pair of oxfords on a hipster day
-You’re my radio when we sway
-You're like a warm sweater on a cold autumn day