Title: Beauty
Beauty, what is beauty?
Is it the sun setting over the ocean?
Is it a single drop of dew on a blade of grass?
Might it be waves of wheat danceing in a field?
I've always been told beauty is only skin deep
or beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
I say there all wrong beauty is and always
will be, at the moment your eyes find your
way to her even in the darkest of places light radiants from
around her. your heart jumps down in to your stomach.
Every moment with her is the best moment in your existants.
Every second I spend with her I feel
brand new, born again. Until next we might meet.
I shall keep the memories alive as they dance in my head.
