Beautiful Voice

A sweet surprise one fine morning,
the voice of an angel came down.
She laughed at my silliness
and blushed when I named her
beautiful.

A poem for her to make her smile,
and say sweet words to me.
I paused each time she laughed,
and never ever stopped calling her
beautiful.

We wrote to each other some
silly words and drew our hearts.
As I said those three words
all I could think was how she was
beautiful.

Upon the ending of our time
together left me wanting more.
Waiting for the next time we
have such a night so wonderful,
beautiful.