I can’t help but stare at the sun. A bright beaming light I can’t help but reflect. Even in my gloomy hours I need but look upon their radiance and I feel renewed. The further I gaze the more is revealed. Eyes deep pools of hazel, leaving no recourse but to fall in. High cheek bones frame playful expressions and brows dance between deep thoughts and joyful surprise. And lastly lips, full and wanting that deliver their soul unto me through symphonic words, in song and speech. With a face like that, how could I ever turn away from it?