Beauty Eternal
I sat quietly outside idling by, when the image of a woman caught my eye.
My eyes fixated on her dark orange dress with a skirt that went just past her knees; not such beauty has any man ever seen.
Her skin like caramel with freckels on the bridge of her nose, with a smile that could remedy any man's woes.
Her hair bronze in color and appeared almost gold in the sunlight, O how it pleased the senses to see such a sight.
Her smile glistened like marble and her eyes, O Lord her eyes, so human yet so heavenly.
Her lips, her hips, her face all so perfectly in place.
No force, cold or infernal, could destroy this beauty, this beauty eternal.
I didn't think it cold exist although I think it just might.
This truly must be love at first sight.
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