You are my lovely.
You know what, angel?
Your beautiful name never leaves my hand.
In ink you're printed onto my skin,
And I intend to leave it there to soak in.
It's the most beautiful five letters in this land.
Sweetheart, your smell is lingering,
And I can't quite get you off my mind.
You're eyes have captured half my brain,
Not to complain, I rather love it this time.
You're something worth living for.
Even when you're not right beside me,
I'm smiling and I feel so lovely.
It's the memory; the thought that counts,
Oh and baby, you definitely count.
You mean -everything- to me.
It seems everything in view reminds me of you,
Anything anyone says reminds me, too.
I've never felt this way for anyone or anything,
It's so very beautiful compared to everything.
Oh darling, you're so gorgeous.
So the paper says "i love someone very special",
And well, I know that it's true.
I'm sure everyone can see this so well,
I am completely and utterly in love with you.
Yes, I love an angel.
Whispered words scream inside my head,
I need a better way to get this said.
Pen and paper don't give me the supply I need,
To tell you just how you make me breathe.
You make me breathe; you give me life.
One more time I'll search the dictionary,
For a better way to describe this feeling.
If I can't find a definition, forgive me,
But trust me when I say this is indescribable.
You are the loveliest thing I will ever see.
I l o v e y o u.