The Beauty Of Your Face

The beauty of your face
is in the lines; it's in the lines
my gentle fingers like to trace
in tiny circles round your eyes.

The beauty of your face
is in the corner of your mouth,
to which my lips, they know the way
and where they tease one last kiss out.

The beauty of our kiss
is when we've tasted it before
and the real beauty of your face
would be to let me watch it growing old.

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