Dreaming of Him

He is beautiful, I scold myself inwardly to his intoxicating eyes. Is there no way out of his dreamy musical embrace? His familiar smile rests on the morning sunrise. Believing there is nothing compared to his beauty. He is manly beautiful. I can’t understand why he makes my heart beat so fast, Flying by my own wings yet still on my feet. So incredibly beautiful, his moonlight appearance. Gazing upon his heavenly firm beauty underneath the storm. God must have crafted him special. Locked up in his amazing beauty, he is manly beautiful. I turn my eyes towards his stardust smile, his brown eyes His words charmed my heart to her beat, Submitting like a servant to her master on authority Overwhelmed by his melodious voice, Thunderous yet gentle like a baby smile. A master piece, he is manly beautiful.