Beauty is: her face, her cheek and the curve down to her chin, and lips,
seeing her smile, looking at me with that sparkle in her eyes,
watching her with filled with joy, and acceptance, talking to friends,
seeing her look at the ocean as her heart travels out to sea,
her hand reaching for mine in church during prayer,
and realizing My Love is the most beautiful
woman, on the face of the earth.
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