Your beauty
Not fleeting,
Keeps me
From breathing,
Beautiful means
Many things,
They all define you,
As many kings;
Would want
To make you
Their queen,
Stunning you are,
Unbelievable a dream;
Come true, pretty you
Standing before me,
I am honored;
Feel humbled to see thee,
My thoughts
Loose their innocence,
You body emits an incandescence
From the side
Your curvature many S’s,
They all rest lightly
A silhouette caresses,
From your entrancing eyes
To your glossy lips,
All the way down
To the sashay of your hips,
Of things unreachable
You are a star,
Has anyone told you
How beautiful you are?
You have truly nothing to worry about,
When God made you
He went all out...
© okpoet