When I gaze in rapturous admiration
At your perfection and beauty
And stare in wonder and longing
At your swaying, feline grace,
Oh, how it is better to remain silent
Than attempt in total futility
To describe the awe I feel
About matters that speech is incompetent to express
Or strive to convey in vain my wondrous elation,
As I immerse myself in your cerulean eyes
And with utmost joy, tell you,
Just how much I love you.