Poetry

You are my precious,
The most perfect jewell,
Your radiance is more vibrant than moonlight,
You're more than any money can buy or sell,
I wanna hide you from men who can see
And helplessly fall in love,
And from all women's jealousy,
Who would swear you are from hell,
You smile is so enchantingly devilish,
And your eyes are unexplainable art,
And your skin is so flawless
I can hardly say any part apart,
But you're twisted as  a screw can be,
knowing I am ever lost in your mystery,
You play me like a like you play with your hair,
Have me in the tips of your fingers,
And show me no hint of care,
But I will  keep falling for you endlessly,
For my vanity is not in vain,
Seeing your lips move, the pleasurable pain.