I wish you could see yourself
How I see you. It seems your eyes
Dim the reflection in your mirror,
That luscious, golden smile, and
That blazing fire in your soul,
Becomes an extinguished charcoal
That’s full of imperfections.
And yet to me, you are anything
There is no star as shiny;
No flower so sweet;
No winter could stymie
Your summer-like heat.
Your smile could make oceans
Weep rain to the skies;
Your heart’s like a potion
That makes brittle men spry.
Your lips are like a drug—
An addition I can’t shake,
And at night when I am snug,
Cravings for you make me wake.
Yet all of these are things you cannot see,
For unknown reasons, you think you can’t be
As beautiful as you appear to me,
And yet I would call you Aphrodite.
And were I Paris, I’d not hesitate
To set that golden apple on your plate,
Because no one is as perfect as you,
Even if you take yourself for a shrew.
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