Is it my lips that you’re kissing?
or the smudge of adversity on my heart,
Maybe it is not the ending that we’re seeking,
But the moment of why it did start.
What brought me to you,
You image of beauty,
You, marvel of excellence and shimmer of hope,
It fiercely bursts through me,
In order for me to get to you,
to fall into you.
You beautiful soul,
And now the world knows,
Why I love you so,
I love you