beautysbeast's blog: "for my beauty"

I am blessed with the love of a angel, who's smile is brighter than the sun, with eyes that sparkle more than any star, whose kiss is sweeter than the finest of wines and love more powerful than any drug, no dream could ever compare to my angel's presents, nor replace the tenderness of her precious kiss, for me my angel is a dream come true, and my love for her will last until the end of time, I will always worship the times we have and hold dear to my heart the linger of her last touch; until we meet again, each night I will look at the moon and say I love you to my angel, and be thankful for my dream come true!

Looking For Your Face From the beginning of my life I have been looking for your face but today I have seen it Today I have seen the charm, the beauty, the unfathomable grace of the face that I was looking for Today I have found you and those who laughed and scorned me yesterday are sorry that they were not looking as I did I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty and wish to see you with a hundred eyes My heart has burned with passion and has searched forever for this wondrous beauty that I now behold I am ashamed to call this love human and afraid of God to call it divine Your fragrant breath like the morning breeze has come to the stillness of the garden You have breathed new life into me I have become your sunshine and also your shadow My soul is screaming in ecstasy Every fiber of my being is in love with you Your effulgence has lit a fire in my heart for me the earth and sky My arrow of love has arrived at the target I am in the house of mercy and my heart is a place of prayer

She is one girl, there is no one like her. She is more beautiful than any other. Look, she is like a star goddess arising at the beginning of a happy new year; brilliantly white, bright skinned; with beautiful eyes for looking, with sweet lips for speaking; she has not one phrase too many. With a long neck and white breast, her hair of genuine lapis lazuli; her arm more brilliant than gold; her fingers like lotus flowers, with heavy buttocks and girt waist. Her thighs offer her beauty, with a brisk step she treads on ground. She has captured my heart in her embrace. She makes all men turn their necks to look at her. One looks at her passing by, this one, the unique one.

The road may not always be smooth, The weather not always fair. The mountains always huge, A storm, always in the air. Not eye to eye do we always see, And differ sometimes our opinions will. Our world not full of jewels and treasure, Of trouble and strife, more than our fill. But together tall we will stand and forge a way ahead, Our love the shield, Gods word our sword. And at weary days end as we rest upon our bed A touch, a smile, a sweet tender kiss our healing balm We give thanks to God for friends and kin, especially for each other . Not one second would I trade of this my life With you, beside me, my beautiful wife.