Should I compare you to a beautiful dove
but the beauty it has won't be enough
maybe then to a lovely rose
then again it lacks the pose
to then a calmed view of the sunset
but the calmness of your smile is not met
to a diamond maybe that so much shines
doesn't but sparkle like thine eyes
to the clearest crystal people adore
but it's unlike your heart that's so pure
to then maybe the morning dew
but does it glitter like you do?
to a rainbow then with all the color
besides your character it seems smaller
to the elegant pearl in the oyster's shell
then again it's not that pretty as well
maybe to the wonderful breeze, so thin
not but near to the freshness of your skin
to the horizon then, fading in the blue
still is not inspiring as are you
to the redness then of the most red cherry
not but as thy cheeks when you are merry
to then the white snow that's soft so much
is not still, as soft as your touch
maybe to the spring that's full of life
not as lively as you are, being my wife
to an angel then that has so pretty wings
but a smile like yours, it can never bring
the list will run miles, this is true
nothing can possibly compare, ever, to you