Let me kiss the shadows under your eyes
And whisk them away with my sweet lullabies.
Though your tempting tongue seems much more sweet
And makes my silent pen seem obsolete.
Your voice is more delightful than an angels choir
So here is my soul, please take it higher.
Although your words I tend to fear
Your whispers are always so sincere.
When I touch your beautiful hand
The softness there is hard to stand.
And when I feel your tender embrace
It's all I can do not to kiss your sweet face.