• such incandescence,
    such beauty, its true
    that i am so lucky
    to be here with you.
    i hope you will see
    what you mean to me
    when the light fades
    and the darkness creeps in
    you'll be there
    with your cute little grin
    you are my light, my bright little star
    i promise i'll love you
    no matter how far.
    so now ends this poem
    i made up for you
    i spoke but the truth
    my dear staci, its true