Letting My Heart Bleed

Your face beat the beauty of moon,

I said,

But she blushed like a loon,

Letting my heart bleed.

Your lips beat the beauty of rose,

I said,

But she stared with a pose,

Letting my heart bleed.

Your eyes beat the beauty of pearl,

I said,

But she prepared herself a curl,

Letting my heart bleed.

Your voice beat the beauty of song,

I said,

But she cried like a gong,

Letting my heart bleed.

Your hair beat the beauty of breeze,

I said,

But she made her final pleas,

Letting my heart bleed.