Your beautiful hair flashes in the light
Like the gold spun by Rumpelstiltskin
Your eyes are deep and inviting.
I could stare for years.
You’re radiant.
And yet, your personality outshines all else.
Your laugh makes fairies dance.
Your jokes are awkward, brilliant, and completely you.
Please. I’m begging.
Let me be a part of it.
Let me be the one to make you laugh.
Let me be yours, and you be mine.
Please.

--xoxo, Your Secret Admirer