Am I worthy enough? 

Would I be of required chastity? 

Beyond perfection, your sight graced me grants to all my wishes for you are all I wish

How is it then that all I ever prayed for be mine? 

Would I be of purpose?

Would I be happy forever to be fulfilled at such a time?

Or maybe not, maybe I dream in my illusions

Captured by so much optimism and hope, I build castles in the air

An overflowing continuous unblemished existence of all things, do I hope to get

Even so, yet so, would it be that you would be for me?

Or my story is just yet a tale of a human who sought what belonged to the gods and never attained such. 

You’re beautiful and gracious in all things

Words may try, but never yet they be enough to clearly state thy magnificent nature

How yet is it that this beautiful phenomenon be granted to me

Yes, I pray to have thee but unworthy am I for thee

You’re as a new wine and I, an old sac

For in as much as I try to contain you, I yet cannot

Perfected beyond the light, I never stop chasing to have you as mine.