In the realm of beauty, a radiant gem,
Resides my beloved, my cherished femme.
Her elegance transcends the stars above,
A tapestry woven with celestial love.
Her eyes, like pools of ethereal grace,
Reflecting depths where dreams find their place.
With every glance, they ignite a fire,
A gentle warmth that never tires.
Her smile, a crescent moon's gentle arc,
Illuminates the night, banishing the dark.
A symphony of joy, a melody divine,
Enchanting all hearts, intertwining mine.
Her lips, like petals of a blooming rose,
Soft and tender, where love's nectar flows.
With every word, they paint a vivid tale,
Of love and compassion that will never pale.
Her voice, a melody that dances on air,
Whispering verses of love beyond compare.
Its dulcet tones, like a soothing balm,
Evoke serenity, a tranquil calm.
Her grace, a swan gliding on waters serene,
Radiates elegance in every scene.
With poise and charm, she captivates all eyes,
A portrait of beauty, a breathtaking prize.
Her love, a shelter in life's raging storm,
A sanctuary where my heart finds its form.
Her beauty, a reflection of her soul's delight,
A gift to cherish, from morning until night.
Oh, how blessed I am to call her mine,
For she is the epitome of love's design.
Her beauty transcends mere outward view,
For it's the beauty within that makes her true.
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