How many ways could I say that you’re beautiful.
You were like a sunrise last evening;
gentle on the eyes,
soothing to the heart,
more radiant by the second.
Eyes like eclairs,
swimming in a sea of milk;
smile like a lone diamond
glowing in velvet night –
Girl, I wish my heart could settle,
but you looked celestial last night.
Conversation like a field of fire-flies,
illuminating ebony plains,
You set off a light show in my soul —
every minute instantly nostalgic,
every second; a verse of haiku.
I’ve tried to remember something more beautiful,
but girl, you were the most beautiful thing last night.
The most beautiful.