Luckiest Girl In the World

For you my words have been so carefully fashioned for you, I am wholly, completely impassioned Over these thoughts, in my mind I have clamored though in truth, it is obvious I am completely enamored for you all my world and time has been allotted my heart smiles, yes I am besotted with you I no longer survive, but I live it's true that with you I am amative for you I have love, which cannot be recanted by you, quite clearly I have been enchanted my heart I give you freely, for I cannot be captured with you, I am calm, and yet also enraptured how did I come to be so lucky I wonder did the universe stumble, is this just a blunder? which leaves me grinning like a fool, lost in bliss, toes curled Or am I just the luckiest girl in the world?