They say there are seven wonders of this world; I say this is a miscount because with you, my beloved angel, the total is eight.
Throughout my life I have always wanted a woman that I could really love, a lady I could be very gentle to, a true lover to make sweet love to, a friend to hold and cherish forever.
Beloved Angel, you have all the qualities that warm my heart through and through. I want to be your lover, I want to be your friend, I want to be your all and all, your everything.
They say a slave is not greater than its master. If I am a slave to love, then it is my master. They say a slave is devoted to its master. If that is the case, then I am devoted to love. If I am devoted to love and if I have that feeling in my heart toward you, then I am devoted to you. They say the sum is not greater than its parts, so here is the equation.
Then there are two sides to the equation:
Beloved Angel + Sweetness = LOVE
I am a servant to love, then I want to be part of the equation above to have you, Beloved Angel plus your sweetness.
I want you; my arms and heart cry out to you. It is like a strange voice crying in the wilderness; a lost soul trying to get home.
Hear please, this cry of one who wants and loves you.
Your presence is a pleasure to the senses. Your voice is like a siren’s song that has lured seamen to shipwreck; your beauty transcends the stars of the heavens with their radiant beauty.
Beloved Angel, my sweet angel; give me a moment of your life. One minute would suffice for my love to sing its song and this serenade be my gift to you sprinkled with love dust from Heaven.
Wonderful lady, I am yours for all times. I live this life and dedicated my love to you.