The flow of her hair
is the same
as a river flowin' gently,
and as I close
my eyes
every time,
all I see is her image;
she's the sun,
my sun,
whenever the day
is rainy.
The texture of her lips
are formed
perfectly
from rare rubies.
We fell in love in a way
that most people
would say
it only
happens in the movies.
Her eyes
are two white diamonds
that can
pierce
your soul with one look,
she didn't
have to talk,
not even one word,
but with one look,
she spoke so many words.
And yes,
our love will be eternal,
a never-ending
romance,
just as a crystallized
rose;
it'll never age,
nor will it ever die.
And you would never
have to ask
me if my
love
for you would still
exist for you,
because
you would be my why.
Why I breathe,
why I live,
why I write poetry,
my love,
you would be my why.
And I know
for a fact that you
will always
be there
for me.
In my highs,
and in
my lows,
and because of all that,
I want you to know
that
I love you,
Diamond Rose.