Beauty

No one can know the joy it brings me to see your face.

As beautiful as the sunrise.

And twice as unique.

Your smile makes me weak.

Bringing tears to my eyes.

Your beauty is my pain.

For love, love is pain.

But love is also more.

I can just imagine.

Beautiful doves,

The morning rain.

I like the way I feel when I'm around you.

The way nothing seems to matter when I look into your eyes.

The way all those sappy love songs suddenly make sense now.

The way I want to scream when I say something wrong.

But you always let it pass.

Like I did nothing.

Your beauty will be my death.

Not today,

Not tomorrow.

But one day, I will pass on with joy.

Joy that I got to spend time in your presence.

Joy that I get to see your face once more each day.

Joy,

Joy that I finally,

Love.