Beauty of hers

What should I say about her lovely charm, Her presence is heaven, her absence is hell, I want to see her always in my arm, I pray for her on every sound of church bell. Her beauty can't be compared to anyone, Mother nature's beauty is nothing against her, Her face's glow is like that of the sun, Against this beauty, even angels surrender. I cannot stop talking about that beauty, I cannot stop thinking about her all day long, Loving her unconditionally, I consider my duty, This is her love I converted to a song. But I don't think she feels the same for me, As I am a river and she is a sea.