He Was A Phantom Of Delight...

For the way he gleamed upon my sight,

that was enough to make me feel right...

For the way he touched my lips,

that was enough to send chills through my ribs...

For the way he hugged me tight,

that was enough to make me feel alright...

For the way he kept walking through my mind,

that was enough for the time to be kind...

For the way he smiled and made me sick,

that was enough for my eyes to shrink...

For all the things about him Im drawn,

that moment was enough to end the perfect dawn...

For the way he is, so sweet and smart,

he was enough to describe God's art...

Because he was a phantom of delight,

which gleamed upon my sight...