What Makes You Beautiful
FROM the very day we met,
you've kept me wondering,
what really makes you beautiful.
Your sparkling eyes,
like stars in the night,
glistening with a hint of mischief and light,
draw me in,
leaving me spellbound and in awe,
wondering what secrets they hold,
what wonders they saw.
Your hair,
like a crown of natural coils and kinks,
framing your face with beauty that always winks,
falls in gentle waves around your shoulders,
a sight that makes my heart race.
Your smile,
like the first ray of sun on a misty morn,
fills my heart with a warmth that will never be gone,
radiating joy and love,
and all that is pure,
a beacon of hope that forever will endure.
Your touch,
like a gentle breeze on a summer day,
sends shivers down my spine,
in a beautiful way,
a sensation that leaves me longing for more,
a feeling that I will always adore.
And when we kiss,
oh, the magic we create,
a passion that is impossible to abate,
your lips,
like the nectar of a thousand flowers,
a taste that lingers on my tongue for hours.
In your embrace, I find solace,
a sanctuary where all my worries cease,
lost in the moment,
I am forever yours,
enraptured by the beauty that my heart adores.
A beauty beyond words,
a wonder to behold,
a love that's worth more than diamonds and gold.
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