This is not flattery,
Just some words for a beauteous lady
Whose heart is more beautiful
Than palm trees against an ocean breeze.
This is no overpraise,
Just kind words for a comely babe
Whose smile is far more brilliant
Than a delightful sight of light.
This is never an adulation,
It’s an unworthy poem of adoration
For a charming duchess
That mere words cannot describe.
This is just a small way to say that
You’re more beautiful than stars
That lay in the dark sky
To lighten up the night.
You’re much more beautiful than
A drifting snow shower,
More beautiful to behold
Than an evening setting sun.
And this is not a groveler
This is just me, unable to pass-over
Without giving beauty voice
To ensure a revel in glory.