I love your appearance and I'll never change that stance seeing your smile makes me want to get up and dance And I can't even tell you how your laugh makes me feel You have the personality and looks too good to be real like you have the best deal but you're not cheap and your frown would make me want to weep or jump off a cliff that's steep onto concrete because no one else's smile can compete and your hair makes me keenly aware of how it's unfair to anyone else to compare You win, since there is no comparison like just breathing the same airs a sin It'll make my day just to see your grin (I have to mention you're not too fat or too thin) Every feature looks great down to the shin Take pride and let me confide that you're bonafide gorgeous And I wasn't prepared for this. But I'll let it happen and study this picture like a map then
"and I'll keep reminding you how pretty you are until you start to see it" something I told some one twenty five minutes before I finished this poem. 3/2/13 11 p.m. I was working on multisyllable rhymes at the time which comes out towards the end.