In seeking where true beauty lies I urge you to seek it in her eyes. Youthful curves in time decline with too much food and too much wine, While upturned breast and graceful knee in time succumb to gravity. There are some, I know, prefer the smile as true beauty’s peristyle. For me, her eyes hold pride of place- not just another pretty face. Google bots may search the web suggesting dimples, curls or pout. That true beauty lies within her eyes has long been known to Love’s devout.
I may have accidentally written a sonnet. At least it has 14 lines