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For the prettiest boy ever

The crease of his lips, 
The focus on his eyes, 
The way his eyebrows rise, 
When he smiles. 
The way his acne, 
Float, like waves on his cheeks, 
The way his lips, 
Oh, how soft they feel. 
The way his ears get red, 
And form that little blush, 
The way he'll look away, 
When he's flushed. 
His eyes, another world, 
Brownish spheres,
Blinded from love. 
His messy hair, and tanned skin,
The way his neck fold under his jaw,
The shape of his nose, a soft slide,
I don't see any flaws.
The way his hair forms patterns on his skin,
The way he'll sing,
A soft rhythm, a flute to be played,
Truly an ethereal being.

To him who thinks he's not pretty, 
I noticed all these things about you. 
To me, you're the most beautiful person, 
Because, 
I love you.

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