Phoebe

I have seen Beauty personified when I look at you, I attest that you are Grace embodied For none of the daughters of Eve floats across a room the way you do. The twinkle in your eyes, the sparkle in your smile Would be enough to light up a million and one dark skies. Shall I compare the radiance of your aura To that of the full moon, night sky's King? Or to the refreshing appeal of your form To a lily of the valley in the full bloom of late spring. Your resplendence is to the point of transcendence, And even more exquisite is the refinement you exhibit. Your melodious voice is admired not only by man But by the very winged Seraphs of Heaven. I am only saddened that mere words could never fully encompass What you mean to me For if your elegance were time, you would span an eternity...