You’re magnifique, you’re magnifique,
I’m wondering what to speak,
To speak of your beauty or
To speak of love that I bore,
Or narrate the story of our first meet,
Of how you swept me off my feet,
Is it all worth saying?
Or should I keep quiet and let you speak the beginning.
For I could listen to you all day and night,
And not move even an inch, be captivated by your lovely sight,
It’s the way your hands move & your eyes twinkle that mesmerize me,
Like I’m seeing a movie, the kind where it all ends happily.
Should I say I heard violins & guitars & pianos?
But that’ll be a cliché, that’ll be a fibbed dose,
No noise was made when my heart you stole,
You’re a thief and with you I feel whole.
Because I’ll be a pauper without you in my life,
And be an emperor if you are by my side,
I mean it when I say; life will have no joy without you here,
You don’t the extent to which you have become dear.
For I won’t mind fighting a war,
To make you mine for forever,
Because I know I’ll win, I’ll be victorious,
As long as my life has your presence.
You are my good luck charm,
I could still feel you in my arms,
I could still feel your breath,
Just to have a glimpse of you, I could face anyone’s wrath.
I could be your Keats, Wordsworth or Shakespeare,
Write a poem, paint a portrait or sing any song that you want to hear,
For you, I could do it all I swear,
I could try to be perfect or a bit near.
I promise to fulfil your every wish and demand,
I promise to walk hand in hand with you on any path,
I promise you would never need a shoulder to cry on,
I would never let a tear to shed from your eye from now on.
I promise that you’ll never have any moment of rue,
And here’s one more promise that I make to you,
I promise to love you, every day of my life,
And this love will never lessen but will increase till I die!