To you beautiful one
I have many a word to say
But tonight I shall be brief and absolute

Do you know how beautiful you are
When the morning sun shine on your face?
You wear a graceful apparition
Bringing warmth to mens’ heart
You stride upon the pathway
Like a proud Peacock surveying its pen
Your smiles speak a lot of you
It lights each new dawn
And like a match stick
You ignite the passion in men
You are one of a kind
You are a queen walking tall
A fine model distinguished, how exotic
When you laugh, the world bows
Your teeth, white like a morning snow
Your dance steps set the hall aflame
You laugh as you take each step
Like the descending of flowers
Your feet thread softly on the floor
And as the Nightingale, you sing
With a voice pitched to sooth
When you dress on the mirrors front
It marvels at your elegance
You swerve about, dancing in circles
Raising your hands as you turn
Clapping merry men, sit and lust
With their jaws and jugs of broth drooping

And to end my little disturbed acquiantance
I call you an awesome being,
A creature made by Heaven
For your smiles, leave me in wonder