What You Are Poem by Beating Tree

The beauty of a rose, is what you are.
You are the face of God, heavenly in all.
The reason my heart still beats, is what you are.
You are the blood in my veins, each dropp filled with joy.
The song stuck in my head, is what you are.
You are the voice of an angel, your voice saved me from hell.
The cure for my disease, is what you are.
You are worth the sun, the moon and everything in-between.
The dream I never want to end, is what you are.
You feed my soul with every single kiss, you give me life.

My love is what you are.