Oh, how your soul
Gently overflows,
Casting a warm glow,
Bringing heaven to earth below.
Your beauty is more than skin-deep—
More ethereal than a violin’s weep,
More sublime than the ocean’s sweep.
How you radiate a tender shine,
That hypnotizes, as if elevated by wine,
Drawing one away from the hands of time.
As I bear witness to your lovely face,
I am lifted to a sacred space,
For your radiance echoes a divine trace,
The beauty of your beauty: heavenly grace.