Thou has open mine eyes and my heart to joy unbound... Thou has pick me up as angel wings and has carried me aloft to soaring heights of grander; that even Kublai Kahn in his palaces so grand would pale in scope to your beauty and splendor.As the seagulls flies to worlds beyond our own thou has carried me aloft to heavenly sights. Thou are more fair than the morning dew as it glistens the rocky slopes of the inland forest and the fields of Judea
I can only gaze and wonder at your beauty and grace. For I am but only mortal and you my sweet enchanted one have been visited by the gods themselves. Being blessed with enteral beauty wit and charm... Fare thee well dear succulent Lady..
May a Choir of Angels carry you to lofty heights of sweet and peaceful rest.