excuse my vanity tonight and forgive me for not paying much mind to how you are feeling within, tonight my thoughts turn to the beauty of your form;
You are unbearably beautiful the blackness of your iris the curl on your smile the smoothness of your skin all in the oval shape of your face Captivates
It seduces my thoughts into thinking 'to you belongs the rarest beauty' in its most pure form
This string of words barely scratched the feeling of admiration i felt when i stared at her. guess what? i said nothing. she asked why i stared and i smiled and said "nothing"