Your eyes hold me ever so softly;

 their blue passion burns into my soul.

Thus, Awakening a desire in me,

 and melting an ancient heart of stone.

I see the tender smile of your parted lips,

 and my broken spirit begins to moan.

Longing for you,

 I hold out my arms,

begging for your tender embrace,

Praying and hoping

 to call you my own.

 When you speak,

 time stands still.

 I cling to your every word.

The sun smiles and the earth shines,

 as tears of joy

 flow from this heart of mine.

You said yes to my timid bequest,

you agreed to become mine.

Happy is he,

who has the likes of thee.