Beautiful is the way I feel when you kiss me.

The colors blending together in an impressionist painting,
The jasmine blooming under the midnight sky,
Beautiful is the way I feel when you kiss me.

Fingers of interlacing passion, tacitly touching,
Eyes so flawless like the morning sky,
Sleeping slumber so still and perfect
The beauty is that moment.

The laughter of a lifelong friend,
Sitting in silence and listening to every word spoken,
Beautiful is old fashion connection validated with a smile.

Sunlight bouncing off the cream city bricks creating shadows that tell a story,
A heart, just like a flower, opening up when the love that is this light shines.
Beauty is visceral,
Beauty is captured,
Beauty is this moment.

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