This is for a girl I've loved for three years now, but haven't told her…yet:

—– Heather —–

Heather: the pinnacle of love,
As graceful as the purest dove,
Your presence encapsulates my very heart,
It's just, it's my heart that's split apart.

I may not be yours, but you are mine
I wanna shout to the Heavens, 'Her presence is divine!'
And it's every time I think that I've forgot about you,
I dream at night, stare through the fretwork – reality: adieu,

Heather:
Affettuoso amoroso,
Delicato e dolce,
Un anima appassionato…

Maybe I'm different to other guys,
More sensitive, to the fact that I sometimes cry,
I understand some peers appear quite rude,
But rude is the word which I exclude.

So maybe you see this as a pathetic leap,
But in my eyes, *your* beauty, truly is skin-deep…