Pulchritudinous
That gratified smile,
I wonder if it's praised enough.
Those tender eyes,
No wonder they are graced enough.
My heart often syncs with his steps,
My heart often sinks in his eyes,
How...
I wonder if it's praised enough.
Those tender eyes,
No wonder they are graced enough.
My heart often syncs with his steps,
My heart often sinks in his eyes,
How...