Sweets, if you let me, I’ll be the reason you shine
Its a secret, I want the world to know that you’re mine
On a serious note, communications could be better
So am inclined to a telepathy, instead of a love letter
They can air our song on the radio, a hundred times a day
I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think of me while they play

Many times we feel everyone in the world is around
All of them minus Us, how does that sound?
I want to get to know you and be the reason you smile
You know where I’m from, you know at least some mile
When times are tough
Tell me that I’m special, and not rough

You know they say diamonds are a girl’s best friend
But sometimes an unconscious fiend
Precious stones, could you put me before them?
If so, I’ll see to it that they always around, crystal and gem
If I drop a jewel when we talk you can keep it
Girl, you on my mind all the time, its a secret

Now who knows what the future holds, we’ll be together probably
For better or worst, like Whitney and Bobby
If you want to play, we can play pillow fight
But wait why pretend if you can move in, then we can play it really tight
Before I be your buddy in bed, let me be your best friend all through
Many thoughts makes me missing you

Girl, its more than lust
I want your trust
You keep it real with me,  I’ll keep it real with you
Because I know with you by my side, there’s nothing I can’t do
Chrystal, you deserve the best
Nothing but the best, just forget the rest.



To an Angel like Chrystal
A beauty so rare, best termed capital
With her, the twinkle stars are tidal
Moon shines and brightens clearly, so Chrystal
She is indeed a Gem, who’s never dismal

Even if the world ends today
Her sincere Hello would brighten your way
Her smile glitters and brings a better day
Her tears, ironic as she smiles even in dismay
Never worries, always prefer to pray

An uncommon being, still and meticulous
Time, to her sometimes, seem ridiculous
As earth converge to applause
At this gem to which success can never pause
In her wishes, you can smell her impulse

It is you, the one I want to hold
What a priviledge staring in my threshold
Gazing ecstatically, in her own fold
Mum to the three letter word, so bold
And I am left, so cold, because it is untold.

You are so dear
Even though you are not near
Deep inside, when I call, I know you can hear
Because our telepathy is so rare
I love you, It gladdens me so much to hear.