Place a flower in the side of your head,
let it lay perfectly in the gap between your ear,
your curly dirty blonde streaky hair,
angelic apparition appears above your head,
god must claim such beauty as heaven on earth,
voice that can sing softly through my ears,
more than Times Square dazzles my eyes with light,
better than any drug simply from talking,
sober warmth and happiness without harming some part of my body,
your delicate personality allures my every attention,
more than just a few poems in my head,
more pleasing than a burger and a Pepsi,
when you are more hungry than you have ever been before,
well I am more hungry than I have ever been before,
I will one day eat at the Broadway theater,
and leave the bus girl a message in fries,
of course it will be accompanied with a flower,
to compare you to a flower so delicate, would be a mismatch on the flowers part.