The Very Essence of Beauty

I know this being more lovely than ever;
Nay, lovely does not even describe this soul.
For she is far more beautiful than the mountains,
And even more so than any beach.
It is midnight and there is a giant full moon about.
Never have I met even a single being;
Nay, not even one who even compares.
Why must it be this way for myself,
And why this beauty I cannot resist?
Why is it just her alone;
Why is it just she who draws my attention?
If there be any words to describe her,
Or something to which she may be compared;
Then I will attempt to give a description.
But how do I even explain this being;
Where do I even begin?
What is it that my eyes behold;
What is it that I perceive?
O' If only it be more simpler for I,
For this extravagant creature is the only one of her kind;
A creature of beauty and of love.
But I must now try to explain;
I must try to describe this very being.
O' How often I get entranced by her eyes,
And then my mind puts up a brick wall;
My train of thought then derails.
What is it I perceive in those eyes;
What are in them that catches my own?
Yea, they have my fullest attention,
And I simply cannot look away.
For deep within these twinkling stars,
Do I find more meaning.
Far more beauty than meets the eye;
For these very things are not all I see,
For I see deeper within them.
You say she is just a tool for me to use;
A toy for the childish to play with?
Nay, for she is far more than that;
Far more than just an object.
She is definitely something very unique;
Something which I cannot describe,
But which I must try to do.
But much patience is required,
For I am sure to ramble for a bit.
For looking upon her face,
What is it that I perceive?
Behold, it is true beauty that I perceive,
As well as something very unique.
Her beauty is definitely one of a kind,
For there are no other in comparison.
It is the sexiest and even the cutest,
And most beautiful thing to be looked upon.
But how can such a thing exist;
How can this being be so captivating?
I believe it to be those transparent eyes,
For they are so beautifully stunning.
Yea, it is those very eyes that enchant me,
For they will forever have my heart ablaze.
Therefore it is her very essence;
Her very beauty in which I breathe.
O' How I crave her ever so,
And what I crave is like a drug;
A drug in which I can never get enough of.
Yea, for it is this lovely creature;
She is my drug of choice,
And I crave the high that she gives me.
Those intimate yet seductive eyes soothe me,
Especially when looking into them;
Looking deeply as I drift into sweet dreams.
They perfect my every day,
And would make me so happy;
Happier than anything to wake up to these.
And on this feature so desirable,
I have gotten enchanted with.
For not even yet perceiving upon these twinkling beauties,
Already have I become drunk and dazed.
And what of those lips;
Lips that move with such grace,
And which I am in love with?
Just to feel her lips on my own;
O' How this would melt my heart,
For hers are the only lips I desire to taste.
And when she opens her mouth to speak,
I hear angels singing from upon high.
Her voice is like a brick wall in my mind;
It derails my only train of thought,
And then she is all that is on my mind.
Her voice then is the only thing I can hear,
Therefore I will listen ever so intently.
And in speaking what is it in which I hear?
I hear beauty that's straight from heaven,
And it is a beauty I'd die for just to hear.
How that voice flows ever so with grace,
Yet my ears perceive but an ocean.
Midnight has bestowed itself at days end,
And all is quiet but for the moments in which we share.
In the midnight's clear night sky,
A full moon has been erected ever so high.
It is just the two of us,
And the song of our voices are like music.
It's like the sweet melody of seagulls,
Cawing above us ever so beautifully.
We’re up in the mountains at dusk,
And there is a sunset in the evening sky;
All the beauty of the heavens can be seen.
Its warmth courses through me;
My veins become ever so filled with its love.
Even so a waterfall can be heard,
And it is softly coming down;
Softly upon a crystal clear creek.
Have I trailed off ever meaninglessly so;
Become but unfocused and distracted?
Nay, for this is but little of what I perceive,
For I feel even more strongly;
More deeply about this being's voice.
O' How attractive is her voice;
Even more attractive when spoken,
Than when kept silent.
My imagining those melodious vocals;
At this even I am entranced.
But what of that figure so stunning;
Ever so delicate yet gorgeous just as it is?
It is one that makes my stomach flutter,
And it makes my face flush with passion.
It is one body that makes my heart soar,
And it’s the only one I crave.
O' That soft and ever so tender,
Yet ever so kissable neck;
O' How I crave it ever so.
I even find her shoulders arousing,
And even more so her breasts.
O' Yea those breasts;
Breasts in which are ever so lovely.
How they got me ever so heated with passion;
Ever so heated with desire.
Nay, no provocativeness is intended,
Nor am I just being a lustful animal;
Only out to satisfy my carnal hunger.
For an animal is not what I am,
Although I do hunger strongly for her.
For when she breathes ever so deeply;
Seeing how her chest rises so gracefully,
And seeing how it falls ever so elegantly….
O' How I have never been so enraptured.
Therefore I want her even more;
Even more so than an addict craving his high.
She is just an object to me,
you even dare to say;
An object which would just be used and discarded?
Nay, For more than that in which you think;
This she means to me even more so.
Yea, she is only of rarity;
And ever more so unique.
She is but irreplaceable to me;
Worth more to me than life itself,
And ever more so than any woman.
For she is like a blue diamond,
Or even a pink one at that.
Nay, she cannot be replaced by anything,
Nor by anyone else that will ever exist.
She is the only soul for my being;
The only thing in which I am in love with.
This is the very creature of pure beauty;
A creature that has fallen from ascension.
This creature of beauty has filled my heart,
As well as every crevice of my mind;
She floods my every vein with passion.
She is the very air in which I breathe,
Only to be intoxicated by her very beauty.
My arms open to intimate embrace,
And my heart opens up for her to take.
My lips crave the feel of hers,
And they long for hers with such affection.
I not only crave her very presence,
But also those lovely and kind eyes;
The very eyes by which I am enchanted.
O' How I long to embrace her in my arms,
For this creature of beauty is all I love.
She is more than ever imaginable;
Even more than enough to satisfy me,
For I am so addicted to her.
There is one thing I know for a fact,
And it is all I will ever need.
It is the love that she has given me,
Therefore my love belongs only to her.
Her very being is what I deeply crave,
For it is this very being that I am in love with.
So how do I describe this creature of beauty;
This being I cherish so much?
This creature of beauty is undescriptive,
For she cannot be just a mere human being.
For no human being in all creation,
Could ever cause another to feel this strongly.
O' How I ever so deeply desire her,
For she is more than just a person to me;
She is even more so a creature of beauty.
Yea, this is how I shall describe her,
For she is the only creature of beauty;
Yea, even more so she is Beauty herself.
Her name is True Beauty,
Therefore this will always be who she is.
For she is the very essence of beauty,
And she will forever be beautiful.