Could someone please edit this sonnet?

Thou art more lovely than all over means, Thy beauty marry*, is more than extreme No monetary gain, nor a machine Could fill me more, for thou it is I dream Thy eyes are forever mystifying, Through them I see deep inside of your soul. For you, my soul shall always be seeking. To be in thou arms is my life long goal. Thou voice, so delicate; so worthwhile, Sounds like birds singing, at the break of day. You're just so special, thou make me smile. My arms for thou, I would certainly splay. As long as it is you that I can see, My manly desires are pleased with glee.