Peanut Butter Jelly Time

You are the key to my locked door,

the bridge to my moat,

and the password to my email. 

You are the breath behind my songs 

and the glasses on my face,

and the gasoline in my car. 

You are the peanut butter to my jelly

the sunshine in my summer,

and my dog in every fight. 

You are the pillow on my bed 

and the shoes on my feet,

and I love you.