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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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