My Angelic Love

                            

Could  there be other angels half as fair? 

As love of mine, so sweet, the fairest heart? 

Here's telling everyone and all, beware, 

My love is pure, has changed not any part; 

Her aspect of such comely pulchritude, 

A silhouette  of joy  against the sky, 

For naught  are heard  women as such imbued, 

Except when said by tongues that have to lie; 

Her mirth, expressed by laughter so demure, 

Resounds of melodies the Muses sing, 

My heart knows not of any such allure 

Of half  the sweetness that her voice could bring; 

....My love, that in dreams only could be found, 

....Has come in splendor, and might be around.