Oh speak again bright angel! Your lips with such sweet words expressed ushers forth a new rhythm to my heart and bears the fruitful river of my eye. Your eyes with their soft gaze cast upon mine, brighten my world like two stained-glass windows lit from within. When you smile, your eyes sparkle so that two of the fairest stars in all the heavens, having some affair across galaxies, would entreat your eyes to twinkle in their place until they return. Then your eyes in these heavens would through the airy region stream so bright, birds would sing and think it were not night! You are an angel with wings across soft meadow grass and hair that spreads out into firey points, glows into words and becomes savagely still. You are passion and beauty mixed: wit and soul undivided. Your smile is like a thousand years of flowers blooming at once, your laugh is the birth of true jazz. You are everything I never dared to wish for but now realize I can never live without.
