An Accolade To a Love

On the first day HE must have begun for such beauty couldn't be created on a short span Eyes designed in a heavenly fashion Lips ruby enough to appease any man Hypnotize, mesmerize- to anyone she can Divine enough to be called earth's Venus No bitterness, No sadness, No act of heinous Smile on that face turns my night into day Content with youth itself forever All the problems, worries now seem far at bay She finds the best in me, my perfect lover When she cries, the heavens turn gloom When she laughs, Oh! how the flowers bloom But Alas! though such heavenly beauty HE could've made Guess he wants her for himself; as for me such divinity neither lives nor is dead!!