Of A Daffodil

You're the epitome of pulchritude

Beauty itself be damned

If it's not described by you

You're a whorl of a billion scented flowers

Of a muse indescribable

Indescribable by these peasant words

You're my true North

The star in my star system

In a sea of fine dust

You're the incomprehensibly distinguished beautiful grain

Like an Aurora

Aurora Borealis

You're the definition of beauty

As though pulchritude was your middle name

Aesthetics remains unfathomable

Until your beauty is studied

Your ethereal elegance

Makes the words fall off my mouth

As though intensely premeditated

As though prearranged

I love you with this very heart

As though locked away in a chest

Davi Jones can relate

Vulnerable like a butterfly

You're my dynamite girl.