My Baby My Love

In the land of dreams and silver screen,

There walks a lady, a beauty serene,

With eyes that twinkle like stars at night,

And a smile that could make the sun shine bright.

 

Her face, a canvas of perfect grace,

Every feature in its rightful place,

Her skin like petals of a rose so fair,

And raven hair that flows like silk in air.

 

Her brows arched like a bow in aim,

Her nose a perfect sculpted frame,

Lips as red as the ruby gem,

All together, a symphony of feminine anthem.

 

She walks with poise and elegance,

A queen among women, a true essence,

My baby, my love, the most beautiful face,

A sight to behold, a moment of grace.