Absolute
She is,
yes, she is beautiful.
Could I paint the picture then you’d see this is true,
Her face is like grace when she’s dancing with youth,
and a smile so stunning as to silence a room.
Skin alike cream, so white and so smooth.
With the beautiful unique of an arm kissed by rouge.
A porcelain masterpiece cannot help but be jealous,
when this feature unflawed is there most wanted wish.
Inset by two eyes bringing depth to the blessed,
like a storm cloud in summer complementing the rest.
It’s a green touched by smoke, some of my favorite things,
then to top it all off when she moves is to sing.
Could you see what I’m saying by these statements I have made,
then the world may be better.
Such a beautiful place.
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