The Wealth

Shalt I refer to thou as the archangel of heaven, Or shalt I call thou the human form of Aphrodite. Seeing thy beauty, even the hardest of hearts will weaken, I think thy charm is blessed with blessings of Almighty. Most alluring thing of thine is thy beautiful soul, Thy physical beauty is nothing compared to thy essense. When thou art with me, caressing thou is my only goal, Thou love art the words which complete mine life's sentence. Never felt desires about thou, mine heart only allowed devotion, That charm made me fall in love and that soul made it deepen. Those eyes of thine art full of life, inspiration and passion, Thy doe-like eyes art shine like they art the love's beacon. I melt in thy embrace feeling loved and adorned, Thy love is the most luxurious wealth I hast ever earned.