Lovely woman, if you were mine, I would pour these jewels from my heart into your lap so my passion and love could glitter right before your pretty eyes.
You would feel the sweetness of my affection penetrating the very core of your soul with an overflow of faithful emotions while uniting two hearts as one under life's most powerful experience.
Darling, if I were an artist, the portrait of beautiful you would hang from the clouds, painted with my tears and dripping ink falling from the kingdom of the heavens for every eye to behold.
If you were mine, I would write for you letters of love expressing everything I am unable to say, as I gaze into your eyes to study the translation of kindness and passion buried deep inside your heart.
Beautiful woman, if only you were mine, then winter would feel like spring and the freedom of every blooming flower would bow before your presence bearing my fingerprints upon their stems while dancing with the wind…like ballerinas in love.