Beautiful
BEAUTIFUL
Adoration, aspect I usually abuse
For I, my, dear would act like a mad man because
I would stare at you like um a statue
Wonders in my mind carrying me away
Taking me time to process every part of you,
I used to claim um an artist, but you proved me wrong
I would just hold still, pencil in my hand, drawing board before me and your photo on the other hand
My eyes glancing at a small piece of paper colored
And after some few hours of silence magically a smile would develop across my face,
And I would pack up my stationary and lie down on bed... thinking
Thinking about the beautiful gorgeous face of yours,
How carefully and slowly they were structured,
Those thick bushy eye brows sprawling out so loud to be seen
Going downwards we have a masterpiece,
The glowing, hidden sexy brown eyes, preserved only for the special ones
Oh gosh! The nose, (laughs) so cute, and a bit pointy and soft, me like it,
And again, do I really have to say something about the… kgm! (clears throat) lips
How they run so soft, cuddly, babe you the best
Whenever I run mine on yours, slowly and tenderly, I run out of breath
They are like magnets; you are south um North Pole,
The magnetic bonds are high that when they attract each other they won’t let go
Not forgetting medium sized, flat based chin that combines with the jaw bones from the sides and completes the full house contours making up the angelic face
Uhm.. (overwhelmed) to be continued
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