The object of beauty in a cage
A fine oracle of an ancient age
When people cared about beautiful things
A pure white angel spreading her wings
To me you are all of that
More elegant than any cat
Beauty like yours makes some sick
But to me you are so angelic
An oracle of nothing but yourself
No amount of any wealth
Can buy something as special as you are
People would travel from afar
To see that angel o so white
But to them it's just a sight
I can see more deeply than them
And see from where my love does stem
into your feelings, soul and heart
That is what made my love start
And carry on for the rest of time
As long as you let your inward beauty shine