Estética

Let me describe your beauty
Hyperbolically phenomenal
Divine metaphysical feat
My standard of universal beauty

The aesthetics of your interior
Symmetrically proportional
To your smile that heals my pain
The poetic-formal incoherence

If you could see yourself through my eyes
You wouldn't say I'm exaggerating
It must be charm, a few pounds less, a few meters more
In the golden rule of my love, there's nothing to add or take away
In the exact measure, amen, God's style always goes beyond
My imagination, better than any fiction

Flowing to me, you're a surprise
I don't know if I have the touch to perceive
Masterpiece requires time and subtlety
Affection and attention to understand

Is it a dream, is it real?
I'm so afraid of not being
Courage, faith, work, ideal
I'll learn from the one who created you