For you I wish I to be an angel

But why not you as an angel? Well, angel's couldn't be so beautiful.

I wish I was what Ezekiel describes - the accurate angel because two eyes alone are not sufficient to appreciate the fullness of the masterpiece that you are.

Seeing you makes me weak and your voice? I'm yet to hear a sweeter sound.

Everything you do seems so perfect. How do you manage to be perfect in an imperfect world?

The type of horse i love to watch - your lovely hair making the wind to swing in every direction you choose

the cat I'd desperately want to own because you are so majestic and your voice so loving an tender

the child I want in my arms because yeah, would love to call you baby.

How are you so clean even in the multitude of filth? How do you make your teeth sparkle? Or is it just me?

I think I'm lost from lusting and I hope I can be found in love with you.

I hope to hold your hands and to put my lips on yours with the assurance that this beautiful creature chose me over and over.

I want my hands around your waist and I want your reflection to be in my eyes always because I am sure that there's nothing prettier; nothing better and nothing more attractive than you.

I believe my words can fly and the birds twitching in my stomach can find the courage to drop this at your window.