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Don't ask me if you're beautiful For I am a poet, my dear If only a simple, but heartfelt "yes" Is what you would like to hear Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your deep brown eyes are lovely I'll say they're luminous stars, During my nights, they shine impeccably Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your smiles are charming I'll say they're arcs of polychromatic colors Stretched across blue skies, breathtaking Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your hair is just fine, I'll say they're thin tails of wandering comets Fascinating, plainly divine Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your dress looks okay I'll say you're a glass of ice cold water And I've been thirsty for this entire summer day Don't ask me if you're beautiful If I'll still hold your rough hand Darling, can an average human like me Resist a touch so grand? Don't ask me if you're beautiful After one, five, ten, twenty-five years time I'll say that whatever my eyes descry Will be defining sublime Don't ask me if you're beautiful You're in love with a poet, my dear Simple answers are not what I'd give A mere "yes" is not just what you'd hear
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
Day 2 // 07.12.14
Don't ask me if you're beautiful For I am a poet, my dear If only a simple, but heartfelt "yes" Is what you would like to hear Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your deep brown eyes are lovely I'll say they're luminous stars, During my nights, they shine impeccably Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your smiles are charming I'll say they're arcs of polychromatic colors Stretched across blue skies, breathtaking Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your hair is just fine, I'll say they're thin tails of wandering comets Fascinating, plainly divine Don't ask me if you're beautiful If your dress looks okay I'll say you're a glass of ice cold water And I've been thirsty for this entire summer day Don't ask me if you're beautiful If I'll still hold your rough hand Darling, can an average human like me Resist a touch so grand? Don't ask me if you're beautiful After one, five, ten, twenty-five years time I'll say that whatever my eyes descry Will be defining sublime Don't ask me if you're beautiful You're in love with a poet, my dear Simple answers are not what I'd give A mere "yes" is not just what you'd hear
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
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