A Spell of the Heart

It started when I first met you.
You were like a work of art.
You had Eyes in the color of a sapphire,
And your Skin resembled a painting.

I thought you cast a spell on me.
Because like never before,
I could hear my heartbeat.
It was enchanting,
like truly seeing someone for the first time.

I remember Lying together on the grass,
Searching for shapes in the clouds.
It was more than I could ever ask for.
Just you, and me, conversing.

But for all my songs and letters of expressing How much I love you.
How you are more beautiful to me than a clear night sky.
If I tried express it in words,
My voice would never come out,
And I would just end up as a Mime.