I love you, very much I do
I want you, badly that I do
I need you, day by day it grows
People dream of their perfect girl
Fantasy running wild and free
But the only girl I ever dream of is thee
The only girl I ever think of is thee
Perfection a farce it maybe
But it can't get any more perfect than thee
Like a sculpture of God's own divinity and grace you are
You flaws perfection they is still
Your face a smile as bright as the sun it brings
Your eyes like the stars do they shine
Sparkling like there's nothing more supreme
Your beauty can't ever be nothing but divine
I love you baby, guess I'm outta lines
©hollas
H