She tells me of love
I tell her of hate
She says it soars like a dove
I guess I'll take the bait
Her soothing voice flows over me like water
Cleansing me of the deepest of sin
A fallen angel;But I caught her
So I guess this is how these things begin
There is so much love to share
Gorgeous eyes to gaze
Flowing hair thrown back into the air
Every other suitors house to raze
I have so much more to say
God, I hope to love you more every day