Words Fall Short

Locks as dark as midnight,

Crowning a temple bathed in moonlight,

Eyes so deep, they drown my soul,

Like a blackhole's pull, engulfing me whole,

Pearls so radiant, like stardust spun,

A lustre woven straight from heart of the sun,

Sunkissed skin with a taunting ethereal glow,

A tapestry of wonders that no one else knows,

No words could ever truly seize,

Even a fragment of you with such ease, 

For even Ambrosia, in its divine presence,

Could never rival your luscious essence.