He is the light to my dark eyes,

He is the ray of hope to my disappointment,

He is the beauty of the night flies,

He is the one I can always share with my enjoyment.

I mustn’t,

Oh I mustn’t use words to say how,

How dearly and immensely I love him,

To the moon and back.

He is like a star to my night sky,

He is the scent to my colourful flower,

He is one who’d never turn a blind eye,

Nor fail to my heart empower.

It has always been so quiet,

Almost like whispers nobody can hear,

Yes, love I talk about,

Love yours and love mine.

It has been such a dark scary world,

Where you’ve brought your jolly self,

Like that raspberry on the white cream swirl,

Where this white couldn’t be nothing by itself.

It has been such shy few years,

That I mustn’t need to speak of my love,

For I know that you know of my fondness of you,

And the gratefulness of mine for God to give thee to me.