Love Poems?

Number One

To my love,
One of pure gold and,
With passion as strong as blood,
Oh i adore thee,
Whose voice is like birds song,
Whose hands are delicate parcels,
Those with nimble and fine fingers,
And hair as ebony silk,
Gliding softly on the wind,
Whose gaze is awesome and paralyzing,
And whom i love to no extent.