May I call you Angel? Would that be alright?

May I tell you, when we speak, I find serenity and peace in your sweet tender voice?
Can I say to you , your beauty's unmatched?
Am I wrong to dream of you? Is it sinful to see you lying with me, clothed in the pink petals of roses? To feel you resting your head on my heart as your fiery red hair blankets my quivering chest? Am I a sinner? Would I be wrong to say that to gaze into your eyes is to swin in an ocean of love? So warm, so soothing.
Can I believe you to be a gift from God? Can I believe that, in a moment of heavenly pity, God opened the gates of Heaven and allowed but one of his Angels to descend? With her, with you, in you, God sent the answer to mans sweet dreams of passion.

May I call you Angel? My Angel?
Would that be alright?