When our eyes met it was a vision collision, it loaded my heart up with ammunition.

And surely if I had to make a decision, I'd let the hours devour our conscious stream, delicately in between, as if it were nothing more but a dream within a dream.

I cannot manifestly convey the amount of beauty you portray.

Your smile is one that makes my limbs weak, your hands so soft, your lips so sweet.

The thought of you evokes a feel that most would deem as unreal.

If you were to ask what it is that makes me feel the way I do, It would be as simple as me saying: I love you for you.

 You are my sunrise and my sunset, your effortless perfection  puts my heart to rest.

Oh, what I'd give to lay down next to you and let every single minute and hour devour our conscious stream, with all that lies in between, because being with you is like a dream.

What I'd give to kiss every inch of you, from the crest of your lips to the side of your hips, and everything that lies in between.

My love, the way I feel exceeds the magnetic pull from the moon in which the tides are created, and I love you each day more and more and it can simply never be properly stated.

I find myself quarreling with the world because there aren't enough seconds in the day to convey how much I'd love to be yours someday.

 There isn't enough room in the sky for me to write out my love for you, so until there is, this piece of paper will have to do.