I wish I could make you a nice poem,
but all the words are meaningless.
Everything feels like a phlegm
that I want to take off my chest.

Your eyes that brings me to another world,
and your mouth that say every word I like to be heard.
Your skin, so soft and gentle,
And your insides that I cannot handle.

Your heart that is cold as ice,
but filled with afire love.
I would sacrifice myself and have frozen eyes,
just to be with you till we go up in the heavens above.

I am now speechless,
I am now out of words,
You're too perfect to be described something less,
But I will love you till the destruction of worlds.