Describing him is not work of words.
It is a lot more then that.
No word can fill in to make a sentence, which can comprehend him.
His beauty is one, which lasted within me for ages and will last for lives to come.
He is the miracle the one I never thought I'd ever find.
He is the mirror I was craving to see.
His eyes are a lot more then I could see.
His lips are more then I could hear.
His skin is glitter, which made me shine.
I tried so hard to stay away from the beauty he beholds.
I tried so hard not to fall for the trick god created.
He is made from the finest elements.
He is made of the best in all regards.
Wisest of all men, he said he regarded me.
It was hard to believe but with those eyes and those words,
It was enough to give away all what I had.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Nikita D. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.