Only You

Perhaps girl
You're drilled,
With the waveless sky,
Or maybe born,
to be a sculpture
on the sunset boulevard,
Where all beauties are birthed.
And all lakes
adorn with garland of zephyr,
Look at your eyes so poignant
encored with dazzling pharos.
And more of so,
on the brinks of your lips,
I am in awe...... Why
cause you become too much prettier
Whenever you smile.