When I look at you I see what I need.
I see love and lust in equal degrees.
I feel things in my heart and further below.
Both swell at your thought, both instinctively grow.
When I hear your voice my ears delight.
I hear heaven and imagine your glorious sight.
The beauty that I love and in turn loves me.
The beauty that I will never ever set free.
For I truly believe, that we’re meant to be.
You my beauty, me your beast.