My Crescendo Honeydew

Like an opra singer,
You make me want to crescendo and sing,
You make me feel unlike a human being,
Whenever you are near,
I have no fear,
Even if I watch slumdog millionare,
I will have not one tear,
You have such a powerful force,
Upon ones soul
If and when you leave,
Your taking the half of me away,
Dont ever go,
Just stay,
I write all this poetry,
In which is dedicated to you,
French laplace,
I am a bumble bee,
And you are my honeydew.