Your voice is like a thousand birds singing
Nothing can compare to your flawless tone.
Your soft and flowing hair leaves me clinging,
For more natural beauties of your own.
Your aroma is that of sweet peaches
Never have I smelled anything so fine.
Your skin is more flawless than sand beaches;
From you comes a certain sense of benign.
Your eyes shine brighter than the moonlit sky,
Never have I seen eyes so colorful.
Your attitude is one I can't deny
It is one of the few softer than wool.
But I now realize you are none of this,
Yet I don't mind, I'm in heaven with bliss.
