Willa

It would take me to the end of time, to describe your beauty,

A picture is worth a thousand words yet, you remain timeless,

Nothing comes to mind that can match or rivial,

Your cold eyes, filled with liquid amber, reveal nothing about your inner character.

Words can't describe you for you're an enigma.

If I were to try and capture you, I'd do it like He has gone about doing so,

Freezing you in a clear box, nailing it shut, and locking you away in an ivory tower...

My only regret is that I didn't get to you first.