How Beautiful

How beautiful are your eyes,

deep pools of expression,

glittered with starshine,

and so easy to be lost within.

How beautiful is your smile,

so warm and caring,

so full of happiness within,

with lips so tender to the touch,

How beautiful is your hair,

flowing gently down your neck,

golden as the sun above,

and gentle as the breeze.

How beautiful is your skin,

so soft unto the touch,

a pleasure to caress,

and aglow with love's light.

How beautiful you are,

more than anyone else I've seen,

how jealous must be the angels

at the thought that you exist.

Paul Allen Rice