You
[SinglePic not found]On your skin the angels have spilled
A chalice of sweetness and wonder
In waiting I stood there and thrilled
With kisses your lips then to plunder.
In your eyes the angels have poured
A cup of their beauty and light
Enthralling and capturing a lord
A heart melting in your sight.
On each of your breasts the angels have built
A fortress for magic and beauty
Before them I lower my head in guilt
When desire is fighting with duty