The word beauty resonates in her vicinity, in her presence I shall escape reality.

The northern lights reside in her eyes, the rest of my life my love for  her shall never die.

Each thorn of a rose I shall pick, so in her hands they won't *****.

To love her was not my choice but fate, the rest of my life for her I shall dedicate.

Her gentle touch arose the lonely heart, my love for her shall never depart.

Even if I am lost at sea or during the darkest days, just her thought brings me solace.

Seems that her beauty has captured my mind, when I'm with her nothing else I try to find.

Even if we die, our love will not cease to exist till the end of time.