Hi "Mark"...it's me, Rachel.  This is just a little something I whipped up in your honor (actually I didn't write this at all, in any way, shape or form, but just go with it).
 
Your voice is sweet like the taste of cotton candy at the county fair. Like the icing on a Krispy Kreme donut. Like the sugar on my lips after sipping a strawberry daiquiri.
Your voice is mesmerizing like the keys of a piano. Like the strings of a harp being gently plucked to produce sound. Like the cricket's symphony in the summer evening. Like a violin playing a romantic melody.

(Can't you see the sincerity in my eyes)
 

If this doesn't win "Marks" heart...I don't know what will!

Hey Christina....top that!