That boy is beautiful.
Beautiful in the same way that the rain feels when it gently taps your skin.
Beautiful in the same way that a baby rose bud turns into a big bright flower.
That boy is beautiful.
Beautiful in the sense that his smile can make the room that much brighter.
Beautiful in the sense that just being around him makes you feel how special he is.
That boy is beautiful.
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PoetrySmall poems that cover all kinds of topics. Some will be light hearted, and other will make you think. I hope you enjoy!
