Analysis of All That Is Beautiful

They say no one is perfect. As for me, I know
Who are they to say? They've never seen or beheld
The true magnificence held in your exterior
Or the soul inside, which defies all perfection

You shine your own light, sing your own song
Your exact existence verifies your excellence
Your purity is simply proof of itself;
Your grace testifies to its own reality

If you saw what I recognized, would it be the same?
If I could articulate, would it be a start?
Questions without answer, plans to no fruition,
Will I speculate into another restless night?

Your aura, my Achilles, yet my sweet elixir
 My heart beckons teasingly for me to utter
 The words my lips do not even dare
Do say or not to say? The ultimate complex.

Precious, I have no verse or rhyme to depict,
Lovely, how you oh so unknowingly lure me
How I sit back, completely, totally  enraptured
You effortlessly captivate my spirit

If nothing else, won't you see that this is truth:
I am forever mesmerized, eternally enthralled
You are the portrait of my heart's perception
Of everything that is right; all that is amazing