Here we are watching the sun set into the horizon,
while her hair is blowing gentley in the wind.
I look at her and,
her eyes are shining like the midnight star.
I take her hand in mine and she has a gentle touch,
like a feather landing in my hand.
I reach over to brush her cheek,
and her skin is soft like a rabbits fur.
while I look at her,
I realize she is much more beautiful than a pure white dove.
as I lean close to her I whisper into her ear,
"you are the most beautiful thing I've ever loved".