You are what dreams are made of..
you bring the dreams to life.
The day gets its cheer and the night its peace,
just by the love light of your eyes.
You are too wonderful -
you can only be admired.
too beyond the ordinary..
for anybody to conspire.
You make everything else look so mundane..
small and inane and pointless..
just a brush of your hand,
the world is tossed into nothingness.
You are too pure to be touched,
you can only but be felt.
too divine to be loved,
you can only be worshiped.
You belong to everybody,
yet you are a stranger to all.
God's most beautiful creation..
His moment of pride, his stroke of inspiration.