You’re Beautiful
You’re just born beautiful,
Even makeup does not beautify you
Instead you are the ameliorate
That makes the makeup look beautiful on you
You’re my pleasant and charming morning
My warm and bright afternoon
And a prepossessing evening
that I gaze dazzling afar like a sun set
If you think I should think of something better,
Then I choose to think of you or nothing either,
As you are a sweet song that people are yet to listen
And a fine wine that a brewer is yet to brew
I breathe your beauty in the air
To bring attention to my cornea.
I just need beauty-glasses for sure,
The exposure to your beauty blurs my eyes for real.
The feel of being close to a beautiful soul
