My love,
I hope you don't mind if I compare you to the beauty of a rose.
Suppose this rose was dusted with snow, the glistening of it sparkles like your eyes as they look into mines.
Beyond fine, each peddle of this rose is perfect, as to I cannot find a single flaw within you.
Its brightness of red color too, reminds me of the glow of your complexion, even when you're angry it glows sufficiently.
But as I continue to compare you to this rose, I've realized that anything that's so divine can never compare to your natural beauty.
You and this rose; just as you and I, our bond can never be compared to anyone else's.
Truly yours,

Zari