Friday, October 8

t h e b e a u t y i s y o u .

Your lips , your eyes , your soul
Are like a work of art
The most creative thing of all
Is your beautiful heart

If you were a painting
No colours could express
The beauty deep inside you
A rainbow , nothing less

If you were a sculpture
The clay could hardly make
Your figure of an angel
Without one mistake

If you were a euphony
No choir could really sing
All the beautiful music
Your eyes could possibly bring

So here I am , an artist
With inspiration beyond belief
But to capture such rare beauty
I'd have to be a thief