Senses.

You're the sea breeze, and the moonlight,

All at once,

Voice, a magical melody, caramel honey to the ears,

Scent, a sensual sweetness lingering on my tongue,

Skin, feather to touch,

The definition of perfection with no end or beginning,

As the setting sun on a windy evening.

If

If I could buy you flowers,
You'd have a garden by tomorrow,

If I could take you for a dance,
You'd sway to a music that will never end,

If I have the privilege to hold your hand,
You'd never be alone again,

If I ever could do all of them,
You'd make me the happiest man.


P/s : I'm not a guy, nor a tranny. Haha.