when i look into your eyes,
i see more than you or me,
i dont find a material prize,
the elysian feilds are what i see,

when i touch your perfect skin,
i dont just feel you milky flesh,
i feel your precious soul within,
with which any man you could impress,

when i see your lucious hair,
i see the silk from a seamstess hand,
a sense of joy takes over despair,
and im away in a better land,

your stunning smile, your perfect laugh,
but from one thing ill never part,
its more than beauty, a sacred path,
that one thing your precious heart,

for me, my time is measured by two,
time without and time with you,

i know your to good and im not enough,
but accept me as i am, and give me my rush,