A body is not beautiful by virtue of being body, but because it participates in beauty itself.
Everything about you is beautiful, YOU do not participate in beauty.
YOU personify it.
The very definition of beauty was created as a tribute to you.
I can think of no thing that is as unidentifiably stunning.
And, as men we cannot begin to gage how amazing you are in mind, body, or spirit.
You, and only you, are the archetype. The perfect woman.
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Poetry for the Soul
PoetryI write, I write, I write I write away my sorrows. I write until my words run swiftly into my dreams, Through my nightmares they run smoothly along this page, Leaving a trail of ink that will one day fade. No matter how this page may end contorted...
