New Poem

You sunned my days with your smile
And light up my sky with love
Your eyes, your details, and your style
They are but God's excellent job

You are ravishing and lovely
My eyes want to see you only
Your well-favored visage is drop-dead
I cannot get you out of my head

The stars and the moon'll surely get angry
For writing a piece about you, not them
The flowers and butterflies will envy
Your natural beauty and this new poem