How does your beauty fair in Godly realms?
My eyes have placed you there for such compare...

Turn off the sun and moon, to view your form
As purest as the light that then just dimmed...

Which season could compare to you my love?
Yes winter dreams are snowy as your skin...

Your single-hood gives time to beauty's waste:
Such charity you will in time donate...

Am I alike a yoyo?
if so - the axle is my heart...