If my eyes could talk

they would ask to stare into those eyes of serneity

If my arms could whimper,

they would beg to hold you away from the pain of the world

If my ears could whisper,

they would plead to listen to your heavenly voice.

If,If,If. They can't, and my lips are too afraid

because beauty can be uncommon but a mind and a body like yours

can only come together without a seam.