A sweet heart br having eyes glittering like diamonds. br A face that look like the sun. br I am unable to behold the beam br when you smile, it’s like showing br a mirror to the sun br making desperateness br my tool to having more. br I strive to hear your Angelic bell- like voice br that creates ardor in me. br Your gorgeous hair is not incomparable br to the fleece of a lamb; soft like water. br As you walk, there’s command of- br attention! All eyes! Eyes pop- out br to watch you do, what only you know- br best to do- piki- cha, piki- cha; cat- like br as if, you are walking on a straight rope. br Your lips look like a purple apple br so succulent, whose peck br is a trip fare to heaven, feel like br being conveyed to worship He that made you br implore him, to make you, a pretty pride my bride. br Glories to him for such a lass.