What Makes You Beautiful

FROM the very day we met, you've kept me wondering, what really makes you beautiful. Your sparkling eyes, like stars in the night, glistening with a hint of mischief and light, draw me in, leaving me spellbound and in awe, wondering what secrets they hold, what wonders they saw. Your hair, like a crown of natural coils and kinks, framing your face with beauty that always winks, falls in gentle waves around your shoulders, a sight that makes my heart race. Your smile, like the first ray of sun on a misty morn, fills my heart with a warmth that will never be gone, radiating joy and love, and all that is pure, a beacon of hope that forever will endure. Your touch, like a gentle breeze on a summer day, sends shivers down my spine, in a beautiful way, a sensation that leaves me longing for more, a feeling that I will always adore. And when we kiss, oh, the magic we create, a passion that is impossible to abate, your lips, like the nectar of a thousand flowers, a taste that lingers on my tongue for hours. In your embrace, I find solace, a sanctuary where all my worries cease, lost in the moment, I am forever yours, enraptured by the beauty that my heart adores. A beauty beyond words, a wonder to behold, a love that's worth more than diamonds and gold.