Every morning birth a fresh yearn for her face.
A flaming desire to scoop every beautiful color on her face,
just to paint the roof of my day,
I seemingly fail to keep at bay.
A face that would drown my soul in an ocean of bliss,
my probing eyes will never miss.
A ravishing desire to spill her smile
over the floor of my world,
constantly immerse my thoughts like the river nile.
With a beauty so rare,
I would not hesitate paying the price,
For stealing a gaze worth the sacrifice.
A face upon which her charming eyes makes an abode,
and her eyes, the gateway to a sublime world,
my heart crave to make a home.
A face I'd never miss,
Even if my sight had strayed
the path of the lost.
The aura of perfection emitted from her face,
seamlessly knitted with the thread of elegance,
would send visagiste into extinct without hesitance.
When the gloomy wave of darkness fills my sky,
Only the sunshine from her face
is potent enough to transmute the tides of my world.
A face so rare, I'd dare to behold.
A face I can only but wish to grow old with...
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