It was a simple love of passion and food that uttered from my heart.
I made fruits and tarts for the morning to feast.
I let you taste one and it brought me peace of serenity.
Oh you are my everything even when I didn't see it before.
Dine on the fruits and tarts I bare before you.
Fruits of riches and life.
The bittersweet of the tarts of the bad is so.
I give everything to you and hold it so with my fruits and tarts.
Like a special dessert, this is my being to you on this morning my love.