Face of my beloved

I heard them say two of the brightest stars missing
But I know they aren't lost but have found refuge in your eyes
Don't close your eyelids for a moment
If you do, the earth will die of darkness
Even roses seem to have found place in your mouth
when you exhale it's all the smell of roses everywhere
Perfection perfect - it's all what your face is
And to the world it's a wonder vase