6.07.01 Thoughts By: LeE It took a lot of tryin Three words made such a difference What hit me was the thought, Perfection is a trait How many times can I say I love you? This poem comes from the depths of passion
But in the end I made you mine
And I thank the Lord above
For you're angelic and divine
They expressed how we both felt
Those three words made me very happy
And in turn, they made you melt
"How could an angel fly so low?"
And then the answer reached me
You're here for us to grow
Almost all would like to own
But none can ever have it,
Perfection is yours alone
A million times can't come close
Of any girl I've ever had
You're the one I love the most
From my heart, honest and true
And what I've wanted to say for all this time is
"Girl, I love you."