Wednesday, 27 August 2014

*Beauty lies in the eyes of the Beholder*


She is delightfully gorgeous,

Funny and oh, so fair.

Her loving heart seems so overfull,

It could almost tear!

 

My name always sounds exotic

When she calls out in her lilting voice.

The way those enticing lips must move,

When around playful words she toys.

 

That wonderful soft touch

When she holds out her lovely hand,

Sends unnerving shivers down my spine

And makes it even more difficult to stand.

 

When she walks into the room,

I try to breathe her all in.

Her honeyed fragrance teases my nose,

And sets my already-dizzy head into a spin.

 

She’s a friendly shoulder to lean on,

To anybody in despair.

She’d never reveal the sins you confessed

Or the secrets that you shared.

 

Always so graceful and charming,

She’s a woman of poise.

She would never ever leave my side

Even when given a choice.

 

She says I am the hottest guy in town!

I really am a catch!

She is blessed to have got someone like me,

It seems like a heavenly match.

 

I brush that aside modestly,

It’s me who is the lucky one!

For who could fathom that a guy like me

Could transpire to gaze at the sun?

 

For when my world is monotone,

She brings in her warmth and hue.

She can illuminate my darkness

She’s one of the very few.

 

She constantly reminds me

That her beauty is actually inside out.

And if my eyes were to see again

The sight would finally clear the doubt.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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