My darling that has fallen into dark graces
Your mahogany eyes take my breath away
And your lashes inspire my poetic endearment
Its enchanting in the way your eyeliner is drawn
Running from under your lashes in a curved line
The point ending right under your sharp cheek bones
Your hair falling in dark waves to your shoulders
Very often becoming disheveled locks
Framing your golden Italian skin that glows
Bringing out the fire in your beauty
The warm skin so soft to the touch
Pulled tightly over your thin, skeletal frame
Your soothing voice erasing all my fears
As you play the ever charming rogue
Using your quick wit to your advantage
Yet none of those things draw me as others do
Such as your sweet love and caring ways
And how no matter what you tell the truth
Even your cynicism attracts me to you
As well as your impromptu gives that I never expect
I also adore how you are so open about everything
So just to let you know my darling in dark graces
I am completely and utterly in love with you
