Chizzie,

Your magical kiss electrifies my poor Soul,

it soothes my dry tongue with your salivary honey,

it satisfies my innate needs like money

earnestly sought for to meet every set goal

listed in a schedule of a lifetime's needs.

Any-time I gaze at you, your beauty feeds

my creative imagination with words

that would strike any heart with a thousand swords.

Your entertaining presence is rewarding,

every nice moment of it is worth studying,

it sets my loving heart ablaze with passion

and consigns boredom to utter extinction.

Chizzie,

When will our love be sealed with your covenant kiss

which would guarantee us both a life of bliss?

When will my doubts be settled at the altar

when we shall sing joyfully with a psalter?