Beholding you would make Venus blush in her garden,
madly jealous of the curves of your lips,
and there she would smolder
like some jealous rainbow
unable to be content in her own shimmering
because she still revolved around the sun,
and not the other way.  

I'd wait there -
under the moonlight
- among the fragrant petals
with the gurgling of some small fountain
somewhere off in the distance

From the smooth, delicate texture of fallen rose petals
To the soft, gentle blow of the spring wind,
God knew what he was doing when molding the earth
Looks can be deceiving
It's a beautiful haven
filled with love
and kindness
and controversy
and hate
How could something so striking be so deceitful?
With beauty, comes a price
I will choose not to
conform to society or
accept the wrongs of the world
Culture doesn't own me
God does
and He is my reason to live on this
poisonously gorgeous earth
In hope of a perfect heavenly home later

I love your appearance
and I'll never change that stance
seeing your smile makes me want to get up and dance
And I can't even tell you how your laugh makes me feel
You have the personality and looks too good to be real
like you have the best deal
but you're not cheap
and your frown would make me want to weep
or jump off a cliff that's steep
onto concrete
because no one else's smile can compete
and your hair makes me keenly aware
of how it's unfair to anyone else to compare
You win, since there is no comparison
like just breathing the same airs a sin
It'll make my day just to see your grin
(I have to mention you're not too fat or too thin)
Every feature looks great down to the shin
Take pride
and let me confide
that you're bonafide gorgeous
And I wasn't prepared for this.
But I'll let it happen
and study this picture like a map then