So I think I'm not too bad with the love poems...
You are beautiful.
But that isn’t enough.
Your beauty is like a flower.
Yes, like a flower in bloom.
Your beauty is like a flower
Blooming in the midst of winter,
The vibrant colors breaking the bleak white.
The sunrise is found wanting,
And the setting to follow can’t hold my gaze
For even an infinitesimal moment
When you are near.
The clouds dressed in silver are amazed,
Even the moon in all her glory, looks down on you with envy
And the stars, dancing against the night, are jealous of your radiance.
No, not even the tallest mountains piercing the sky,
Nor the rolling hills, cloaked in green,
Can claim the beauty I see in you.
Yes, I could say you are beautiful,
But that wouldn’t be enough.
