I loved the way you sat;
like the king and queen proudly-
I couldn't capture your beauty
in just a mere piece of paper;
frankly, I wanted to draw it out,
but I realized your beauty overflowed.
It was too much to be drawn out-
and beyond my vocabulary of words.
And maybe that beauty wasn't supposed to be;
it was just fine with being on you-
you're beautiful beyond comparison;
so please never tell yourself otherwise-
you're the prettiest angel in my heart.