Crafted and molded to perfection.
You're that missing Angel out of heaven.
I'm bless.
You bless.
And in many ways.
We are aware of that.
A beautiful array of prettiness.
Which you constantly say.
I don't speak of to you.

But you know you're gorgeous.
So there's no need to tell you.
Cause before me.
I'm sure others have spoken this before.

That you're that Angel missing from heaven.

Hell must be going through a storm.
Cause of me having you on my arm.