pointless curses, nonsense verses.

Lovely.

Her rose dusted cheeks lifted as a warm smile graced her soft lips. The soothing grin formed by the plump lips lit the room. As her smile gleamed her eyes possessed a certain light to them. The way the honey-whiskey orbs glow was almost like a star in the deep blue sky. Oh how I am utterly vexed by this magnificent piece of art I called mine. I continued to be completely infatuated by her gorgeous face. Her button nose was also doused in the rose-like hue that adorned her cheek bones. The long, caramel hair cascading over her shoulders framed her heart shaped face perfectly. Smitten was only one of the many words I could use to describe how I feel for this beautiful piece of art ahead of me. Everytime her fingers became intertwined with my own I felt as if I were ignoring all the signs telling me to not touch the artwork. God this girl belonged in a museum due to her time less beauty. The warm glow settling on the vast world around enhanced her sun-kissed skin. A long floral dress covered her frail body. It was my favorite. Oh how I adore that flowing, fauna dress. My heart was beating for her. And in this moment my heart raced. I have so much love for this young girl in from of me. Every part of her was like a masterpiece. She was my petal, my flower, my lover, my world. My heart beats for her and everything she does.