Tell a beautiful woman she is beautiful
She has heard it so many times before
She passes it off
Like rain drops rolling off of a leaf
Many men will tell her
Few will mean it
Tell a woman why she is beautiful
Tell her what you see in her that no other does
Tell her what she stirs inside of you
Tell her what is special
Tell her what makes her different
Tell her why you are
Tell her slowly and attentively
Tell her when she is low
Tell her when she is hurt
Tell her when she wakes
Tell her when she is sleepy
Because one day
She will be gone
You will have hundreds of things you never told her
Spinning in your thoughts
A million reasons
None will matter then
So
Tell her
NOW
TODAY
For She may never hear your words again

Insanity is what she is,
Clarity is what she please,
Mortality is what she sees,
Voracity is something she ease.

Mendacity is what she speaks,
Tactfully is something she weaks,
Alchemy was never in her clique,
There kicks in her cavity.

Calumny writes above her head,
Casualty says around her dead,
Pageantry living on her bed,
Banditry was what she hid.

Centrality was all she craved,
Depravity waited for her traced,
Fatality made her braced,
Gallantly now she fazed.

Slow it starts,
It'll never last,
Up until,
You found out why,
Up until,
The **last goodbye.