My dear there is no sight on this side of the moon
None, but the vision of your image

And if one was to call you beautiful
I doubt that they could capture the entire etiquette of your grace

…. Well no one, but I

For within my eyes
Vivified views scented with the essence of life
Would dance upon the sacred visage that is you….

You that have been intergraded with a virtuous nebula of stardust
That falls and trails in the perfect precious footsteps
That you have left behind within these white sands

Because, such is the ways of a lunar goddess
To steal even the heart of Saint Valentine
And in time would you come to control the tides of my love

So, to you
A perception of pure elegance
That is refined in the art of charming
Those that would be foolish enough to stare

Are these words that I whisper
As an attempt to enchant the holy mother of Eros
And with my versification do I
Aim to mimic cupid’s unlawful seductive arrows

Together, as we shall be, will I pierce the night sky

May I become the muse of your divine affection
For such are you to mine

Likewise are the petals
That bloom from the core of a delicate rose
Yet, just a rose
That would only be envious to sight of your unparalleled beauty

~ Paradise’s Poet ~

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