Natural Beauty

I look at you doing ordinary things
Bewitched by your beauty
I watch you take off your make-up
And puzzle at its redundancy

Why do you even put it on
It adds nothing to your beauty
For you cannot enhance perfection
It is an exercise in futility

Too Good To Be True?

There is always a danger that hyperbole may topple over into insincerity, but this one seems to have judged it about right.


Romantic Love Poems


Poems of True Love

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