That gorgeous face,
That delectable smile
Never have I seen such a specimen worthwhile.
Shall I compare thee to a summers day, my fair friend?
For your charm is eternal.
Every day I see your face, I thank the heavens for my eyes,
They say love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies;
But this love is eternal, your beauty shall see no demise.
I could go on with all these sweet words, all these sappy sayings of love
But alas they must come to an end.
As I look in the mirror once more, letting my eyes capture my beauty and elegance,
I realize how vain I must sound
” he that falls in love with himself has no rivals”
I’m my own enemy