Your beauty as a woman
Is not in the clothes you wear
The figure that you carries
Or the way you combs her hair.
Your beauty is seen
from in your eyes,
Because that is the
doorway to your heart,
the place where love resides.
Your beauty is not
in a ****** mole,
But true beauty is
reflecting in her soul.
It is the caring
that you  gives,
The passion that you shows,
And your beauty
Within you passing only grows.