Works of art
written in flesh
and played out
only once;
the turn of your lip,
the twinkle in your eye,
the sudden tear
that falls
in just the right place.
Justin Thyme, Your Face

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act 1, Scene 1

First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, Roberta Flack

Make It with You, Bread

Landslide , Fleetwood Mac

EDIT: Title has been corrected. Good catch by Mr C