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When lens doth capture thy charming grace,
A portrait painted in the light divine,
Thy smile, a beacon in this mortal space,
Doth make thee like a jewel brightly shine.
Oh, fairest muse, in every snapshot seen,
Thou art a vision, beauty's sweetest art,
Each frame a sonnet, woven in between,
In every glance, a masterpiece thou art.
As Shakespeare's quill didst immortalize,
In ink and verse, the beauty of his time,
So doth the lens, thy loveliness baptize,
In pixels pure, thy radiance sublime.
Thy love for photos doth my heart inspire,
To capture thee, a muse of sweet desire.
A portrait painted in the light divine,
Thy smile, a beacon in this mortal space,
Doth make thee like a jewel brightly shine.
Oh, fairest muse, in every snapshot seen,
Thou art a vision, beauty's sweetest art,
Each frame a sonnet, woven in between,
In every glance, a masterpiece thou art.
As Shakespeare's quill didst immortalize,
In ink and verse, the beauty of his time,
So doth the lens, thy loveliness baptize,
In pixels pure, thy radiance sublime.
Thy love for photos doth my heart inspire,
To capture thee, a muse of sweet desire.
@FrogManSometimesLooksBothWays Ah, thank you!! Have a day as beautiful as you are -- inside and out!