Sugar: Write something so sweet, it makes your teeth hurt.
You are my little candy cane, twisted around the tree. You are the icing on the cake, fruity sweet and just for me. You are the one that makes my life worthwhile, the sugar in my tea. You are the reason I exist at all, without you there'd be nothing left you see. You are the one that keeps me grounded and strives to set me free. You are the one that gags whist reading this, not thinking it a quaint, loving ditty ... but will appreciate the irony. For sugar coated golden syrup is never what you expected from me.