if I could paint beauty
It\'d be a picture of you
Many colors of love
And the meaning of truth.
Your face is the texture
Sun, moon, and the earth.
Perfection from heaven,
A real womans worth.
When God gave you life,
Angels bowed to your hand,
The most beautiful creature
In all of his land.
A beautiful heart,
No flaw in your soul,
Your eyes flow like oceans,
That never grows old.
The touch of your body,
So silky and smooth,
Never again will god create
Beauty like you .
By Vincent