The Move Perfect Gift

I look at you and see a gift
from the heavens above
Your words are as beautiful as music
gently tapped out on the cool ivery keys
of a grand piano
Your touch is as gently
as the warmest of summer breezes
And your kisses
are as soft as twilight
I keep waiting for the day
that I'll see those carefully concealed wings
spread as you soar above the clouds
And yet you insist that you're nothing special
That you are just a simple man
And you are
You are as simple as air and water
The things that no one takes note of
and yet they would die without them
You are a simple man
And you are the most perfect gift
that I could ever ask for in life