My heart is charmed
My mind is caught.
You have something rare, a certain type of beauty,
What I call
A beauty that never grows old.
You shine like the sun,
The brightest star in the solar system—
My system.
With my great independence, I was still caught in your orbit.
Your smile touches me.
It embraces me like the warmth of the sun on the first day of spring.
And I can never forget the comfort of your gentle voice,
Parting the clouds on an overcast.
You’re that bright ray that shines through.
After a storm, a rainbow.
Your mind and your personality show—
Colorful, beautiful, and radiant.
Neither land nor portrait,
Neither spring nor summer,
Can capture your essence, your aura,
Your eternal beauty,
A beauty that never grows old.
Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 11:31 AM UTC
My heart is charmed
My mind is caught.
You have something rare, a certain type of beauty,
What I call
A beauty that never grows old.
You shine like the sun,
The brightest star in the solar system—
My system.
With my great independence, I was still caught in your orbit.
Your smile touches me.
It embraces me like the warmth of the sun on the first day of spring.
And I can never forget the comfort of your gentle voice,
Parting the clouds on an overcast.
You’re that bright ray that shines through.
After a storm, a rainbow.
Your mind and your personality show—
Colorful, beautiful, and radiant.
Neither land nor portrait,
Neither spring nor summer,
Can capture your essence, your aura,
Your eternal beauty,
A beauty that never grows old.
Written by
22/M/Asheville, North Carolina
Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 11:31 AM UTC
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