A form that holds a thousand tales

Her build is one of a kind

Beauty beyond man’s lines

A true craft of nature, one found in Golden times

An art only God can define

With edges where symmetry is divine

An absolute face, with joker’s smile of grace

Believe me, it’s grade A, a sculpted ace

A landscape that sets the mind on miles

Perfect turns the forehead, a worthy blind spot

Where I hide and never get caught

Nose at point reminds me of a witch’s hat

I always get gut-wrenching chuckles,

Ooh, those bunny ears

That I can’t forget, I’m always in tears

For I see what most men can’t comprehend

A show only wise eyes would know

Dark African skin, snow white eyes

By dusk you won’t know her

For she disappears, then blends with the dark night

Then follows the thrill one gets from

Meeting only two floating pristine orbs

Wavy are the curves that sway in a summer breeze

All rounds in perfect position, jelly-like at most

She’s a view, an art that is its own host

I’m hers and she is mine

That’s why our days are soulful symphonies of joy

Our bond is beyond refined

If ours is not from God, then we don’t need it

For some believe I’m love blind,

So they claim her being overrated

But I know a gem, beauty that defies norm

You can’t alter what God has put his paintbrush on