Beauty surrounds her
Like the crisp April morning fog
Encompassing the wild belle whole
Leaving her completely intoxicating beyond belief
To the eye of any young suitor
How sweet it would be to catch a glimpse of her passion
To linger on every word flowing gently from her supple lips
To softly whisper the cries of my longing for her sensual touch.
Beauty is She; and she is beautiful
Beauty is her name
In character and fashion
Bold and independent like the rebellious titans
Yet inspiring and wise as if born to be a goddess of her unjustly time
Oh yes, how this special girl walks in the light of beauty
Hiding her fears and indiscretions behind a glimmering smile
Proving her worth to the stationary life she leads
In hopes of an illustrious change in the future.
Beauty is She; and she is beautiful
Beauty lives deep within her
Infatuating every soul she encounters
Oh how I love this girl!
Not jealously, monogamously, or religiously;
But peacefully, friendly, and passionately
As her charming presence boils every cell and molecule I possess,
Her scent is more tempting than the sirens themselves
Drawing my curiosity, leading me into her private world.
Beauty is She; and she is beautiful
Beauty calms thunderous storms
With her naturally cool demeanor
Allowing me to open up beyond pure vulnerability
She speaks freely and sincerely as if each word was created for her
Avoiding all possible corruption of soul and body
Obscurity shan’t fall upon this magnificent creation
She knows no bounds and continues to search for truth
Her mystical memory shall never cease within me.
Beauty is She; and she is beautiful
Beauty follows her closely
From the confines of desolate solitude
To the everlasting comfort of familiar company
She is the reincarnation of Aphrodite herself
Her nature and grace will live on through the years
Fulfilling new lives searching for a purpose with each passing
This girl shall never truly be alone
For she will always remain the burning sensation in my heart.
Beauty is She; and she is beautiful.