the sight of her is the dawn of my day the luminous of her presence hushes me in an awesome way her voice a golden melody the sweetest lullaby the sound of chimes in the midst of my mind a tranquil release and gentile unwind from the troubles and worries of our time an angel, a goddess; this thing has my mind her face constantly before mine and i surrounded by her mist of inhibition fall prey to shyness and inequality but yet i dream i hope, i fantasize and in those moments she's all mine (inspired by the ten most beautful words of 1976)