Her beauty came to me,
Hours before her words ever did.
And freely she brought them,
With her smile she did give.
As she spoke over an ocean,
Her beauty did grow.
With each passing minute,
More of her I began to know.
Some thoughts and wishes,
And what drives her beautiful smile.
As it shines across a nights sky,
Over thousands of watery miles.
Each night now her words,
And smile will come to me.
And I will send her mine in return,
So her heart can also see.