What is beauty to me.
I would say beauty is beyond that of a physical appearance.
I would say beauty is what one believes, what their heart truly desires.
Then I would be one to brush away your looks.
You're gorgeous, from the way the sun illuminates your brown eyes.
To the way you wear your grass stained jeans.
Even your beautiful crooked smile.
You're ethereal to me, dear.
I adore your mannerism as well.
The way your heart quickens when I lay my head on your chest.
The way you grin when I place a kiss on your soft lips.
Even the way you scrunch your nose when you see a beetle.
My beautiful boy.
