BEAUTY 
(( IN EYE OF BEHOLDER )) 

I see you clearly, 

in my muddled mind;

goddess of beauty, 

that I hope to find

 

So seductively,

showering in speech

 far apart are we, 

 but not out of reach. 

 

I hear your heartbeat

clear as the waves, 

Like angels retreat

Passing over graves

 

 

Beauty from you grows

Within my heart and soul;

It blooms like a rose 

Then swallows me whole

 

I seek to pleasure, 

Your most humble heart;

My love test measure 

Is way off the chart.

 

Be mine now, here

And forevermore:

It's you my dear, 

I wish to explore.