The duty of the definition of beauty makes me wonder
if the word should be dubbed as a blunder
Since The English language has
no clue, i guess they should know that
There are no words that can ever describe you
So as we get closer and we approach the Climatic altitude of the sweet sensation
of our perfect conversation,
i can't help but wonder that out of every person
From every nation, I'm here sitting creating the words to humour ourselves,
I feel like loves in store
And I'm wishing we get shelved
So as I notice that love moves swiftly
I can only hope Cupid takes a shot
at me.
My intention is trying to find
and define the motion
of which your mind speaks
By using different techniques
You see All other girls class themselves as special,
but you think your ordinary
Which shows how your so unique
I Hope we can come across a boutique of flowers and in a few years
I'll picture your friends planning our baby shower
Your my angel, the gun to my holster
The range to my rover, the hand on my shoulder
Our love will only bring us closer.
Now as I approach the sunlight of your eyes
i initiate a process which my mind records every action
taken with a fine whitened chalk
Your beauty astounds astrologers
Your so out of this world.
I'm so in love with your actions
So as i fall blind to the ways of how me and my boys were taught
I feel like i want to put a ring on your mind and Marry your every thought.
I want to remember a night
Where you lay by my side
And ill push them blinds aside
To catch your face in the beautiful moonlight
while counting every eyelash above your radiant eyes
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