I won't tell you the color of your eyes
What I will tell you is that they deny the laws of physics by not reflecting, but merely absorbing the sun's rays
Don't compliment my smile
Tell me of how it makes you a better Man
I won't lie to you and tell you that it is gravity keeping me in place
You are what holds my pieces together
Don't tell me I am art
For that is merely visual
Tell me I make you feel

*You and I were made for far better things