Firstly, I'll start with you,
Cos I know no other as a place,
You're not that angel for everyone,
Yet you fly so high in my mind,
In my head you stroll like a shock,
And cause nothing but some joy.
For what I see, I'd like to start,
Ask who made your face and I'll say first,
He read my mind and made my choice,
He never failed my eyes to see still,
My heart to feel and my mouth to speak,
You're a beauty, beautifully made.
For what you can't see l'd go thus,
On the eyes that caught me staring,
On that beautiful spot on your cheek,
Dimples like two glasses for us,
Filled with spilling attractions that caught me,
That yet I stayed seeing the fire exit.
Who can I just call you?
Someone I met or someone in me, better,
No joy could better our moments,
No song can linger than your laughter,
No echo better sounds interesting,
And no one's better for this path,
But you… you're okay.
