"Flawed Beauty"

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Someone asked me why her,
Why I saw beauty in her flaws,
In the depths of her imperfect soul,
Where imperfections turned to gold.

Her eyes, like windows to her soul,
Held stories untold, mysteries untold.
A kaleidoscope of emotions they displayed,
In shades of blue, like the ocean's cascade.

Her smile, like a sunbeam on a cloudy day,
Could chase away all my worries and dismay.
It held a warmth that could melt the coldest hearts,
A radiant glow that set the world apart.

Her personality, a blend of fire and grace,
A fierce determination, yet a gentle embrace.
She wore her scars with pride, a warrior's stance,
And taught me the beauty of taking a chance.

Her kindness, a river that flowed endlessly,
Nurturing souls, spreading love effortlessly.
She had a heart so vast, it could heal any pain,
A compassionate soul, forever to remain.

Her voice, a symphony of serenity and might,
that soothed me through the darkest night.
With every word she spoke, she painted dreams,
And whispered hope into my shattered seams.

Her reassurance, a balm for my troubled mind,
A safe haven where solace I could always find.
In her arms, I found strength to face my fears,
And wipe away the trails of my bitter tears.

Her beauty, not just skin deep but soul profound,
A radiance that could turn the world around.
For she embraced her flaws with grace and pride,
And showed me the beauty in being alive.

And why not her? I ask in return,
For she encompasses all that I yearn.
In her flaws, I found perfection so rare,
A love so deep, beyond compare.

Aman~

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