(Love) A Sonnet

Thou, does whisper to me as gentle winds that flow through the fall colored leaves.
The sunset colored skies, remind me of the
Crimson color that does fall upon your cheeks, with such intimate beauty that stirs in your soul. Everytime I lay my eyes upon you, And hear your voice I'm in such awe that someone as enchanting as you does exist. You are as a blanketed star covered night sky. The thought of you does sparkle in the back of my mind everytime I look upon the stars. Your touch as soft and as gentle as a rose pedal against the skin. I hang on every word spoken from your lips as if they were fragile pieces of art, because like priceless pieces of art they to me are painted with such care, love, and patience.