His eyes are green and beautiful,
His lips an angel's touch.
His heart my one true castle,
Can anyone ask for so much?
His words as gentle as can be,
His arms my one true chariot free.
He brings me comfort and words of love,
My one fair angel from God above.
His soft breath upon my cheek,
His lips search for what it seeks.
My head, my hands, my cheeks, my lips,
For which he gives his angel kiss.
He lays his words upon my head,
So sweet his words that can't be written or read.
They bring me to his heaven above,
To his gentle world of truth and love.
He embraces me tight with a hug of might,
His beauty moves through me,
And I close my eyes.
and to no great surprise,
He has gone again.
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