The Moon

The almost invisible scars on His face make Him look like the moon,
And His lunar visage gives me the courage to wait for that moment soon.

His glimmering caramel brown skin
Allures every part of me towards Him.

His deep brown eyes hold a galaxy,
Every time I gaze into them, I lose myself in a world of fantasy.

The sight of His pink and light coffee brown lips
Always makes Him irresistible for a kiss.

His jet black, messy yet silky hair falls on His face,
Making me want to run my hands through it with grace.

The way His smooth hands hold onto mine,
I swear to everyone I love, it still gives me butterflies every time.

In His presence, even time takes a pause,
A masterpiece painted with a divine cause.