Such a nice poem this one is! But its free vers method is kiiling it like its not able convey the right meaning... Anyways I have come up with something hope it helps!
Makeup,
Something she does not have to wear,
For my paramour’s skin is
Soft as the clouds above our heads,
And as flawless as the placid waves
Swaying with the shore.
Those eyelashes long,
Flapping like the wings on birds,
but ever so carelessly
Hitting everyone she meets
With a strong breeze and
Those light brown eyes which
hide underneath barely able to be seen,
shaped like two almonds
Molded on her round face
Covered in a coat of warm brown skin.
Well thats how you could do this. I have not done the rest of it and you are left to do the rest of it.
Good luck and I am sure you will be able to make this more of a smooth and flowy poem!
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