Her face

Her bodies beauty surpasses my eyes 

I couldn't escape her if I wanted to

Her rosy cheeks draw me in like a bee to honey 

The simple freckles,like cinnamon on a white powdered cake 

The creator He hath made no mistake !

Her glare fixated on mine 

Her Greenish glowing orbs of perfection 

Fixated on my eyes of the most inconceivable defection

All of her wild beauty's might flowing my direction

Heavenly intoxication is the perfect product of this connection 

Her neck,which supports her spheres beauty 

Her shoulders to perfectly placed 

And her dark curls flowing down to them like dark lace 

Her dark hair oh so perfectly misplaced so that it covers the most luring attributes of her face 

The heavenly attributes of this encounter make me question my current location 

While I am being pulled ever closer by the gravity of the heavenly body of earthly perfection 

                                                             Her face