90 from the 90's

Beauty itself

Her eyes,
  a tranquil blue;
Her hair,
  a peaceful brown;
No feature on her was amiss,
And nor could one be found.

Beauty itself
  was unleashed,
  this amazing creature;
Nature took her time with her,
And perfected every feature.

Her lips,
  the color,
   the perfect form.
Her face,
  the perfect frame.
One look at her and I knew,
That I would never be the same.