Do you not know?

How do you not know that you’re beautiful?
For ev’ryone else but you it seems can see
M’dear sir don't mistake me for a fool
Unless you wish it so then that I'll be
Just believe me when I tell you that I
am in love with you and everything you are
from the lonely blue that shines in your eyes,
to the soft red smudge of your acne scars.
I've memorized each crease each wrinkle and line
That hides within or marks your marble skin
(It's speckles and gradient owed to time)
Which holds tight to your body, masculine.
        And thus my words encapsulate a man
       An ode to you, Will - -  - - an