Every glance you cast becomes a small devotion to beauty,
Even silence in your presence feels an invocation to beauty.
The night leans in, learning how your shadow moves,
Moonlight studies your outline as its education to beauty.
I wander through crowds but return to your orbit,
My heart keeps choosing you without hesitation to beauty.
When you laugh, the air itself becomes lighter,
As if the world receives a brief salvation through beauty.
Jace signs this verse with steady hands,
Offering one more quiet dedication to beauty.
