Yaritza Florencio (New Rochelle)

Beauty is the weather,
Beauties in the rain,
Beauty is his smile
Beauty is insane.

Beauty needs no explanation
No reason of being there
Beauty is his love for you
He’s the one that’s always there

Beauty is his talent
One of many blessings
His smile is beauty in pure form
At least that’s what in guessing

His beauty is my addiction
His laugh my obsession
His eyes are my kryptonite
He’s the drug I must take without succession

Without him I’m hopeless
Like an alcoholic without drink
There’s nothing I can do without him
He’s my one and only shrink

Beauty is the weather,
Beauties in the rain,
Beauty is his smile
Beauty is insane.