You've always been blashful
You're just that way
But your eyes are like billboards
They give you away
Your mouth is a trumpet Somebody else plays
Long after the note's gone The tone usually stays
And you're just a fine pillow
With lining of feather
Your hair is a family Where strands stick together
Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano
Played by a mind that the Lord only knows
Your tongue of an angel floats In red wine saliva
Your teeth rival porcelain Made by masters in China
Your face can be captured By pictures or words
And your
voice is a music But I love the hurt
Your skin is a cream Dewey out beyond measure
Your nose is a peak Never touched by the weather
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