Should my love never be granted?
With your delicate red lips,
I will cry but I will know,
That I have loved an angel
Should you cry I will have that shoulder
If you were to fall, my hand be there
I will gaze at your beauty
As the sun shines against your delicate skin
For me you are so beautiful
For me you are the meaning of angel
When I see you smile, my smile creeps in
For when you cry the storms come in
You have shown me that if I die today
Then I can be glad for seeing the true elegance of beauty
It is Valentine’s Day and I hope as you read this,
I will get the pleasure of seeing a smile on your face.