Beauty is whatever we make of it.
To me you are a beauty.
But more so is your are not only beautiful.
But you are truly my kind of wonderful.
I think of you when someone says that's pretty.
Or that is beautiful.
You come to mind. Because you are the beauty I know.
Who I can only see as so...
You make the "word" beauty your own by far.
I think you are so beautiful.
You are the beauty that makes my world shine.
You fill my world with beauty and happiness.
From the tainted darkness of my once gray heart.
From my dark and cold ice that was once my heart.
Is now fluttered with beauty.
The beauty you bring to the world.
You bring to me.
My world with you in it.
Is a world that is a place I can be happy to be in.
A place I never ever want to leave.
Your beauty could light up the nights sky ever so bright.
My night and every night with you.
Has the brightest star.
The brightest star that shines ever so bright.
That glows oh so heavenly.
The kind of glow that makes ones soul once dark and not so bright.
Turn from darkness to the light.
That beauty makes the world a place worth knowing.
A place that can't be better spent with you.
This world is ours to have.
