I gotta be a poet!!

I'm on my arm chair;
Feeling pretty bare;
For I've been wondering what;
To give you on your big day.

I could give you a rose; redder than red
but ah, it'd wilt before your face.
I could bring you the stars; but alas!
They'd glow dark; whine you are more divine.

So I sit wondering what it'd be.
And I ask my heart what it should be.
It doesn't answer; but I'd found it.
And you'll get your present today.

I reach you with a smile on my face;
With a red box in my hand;
You kiss me in; and undo the lace,
My heart lies inside; beating, still for you.