The best way to give a woman a compliment is to call her BEAUTIFUL
When I hear the word beautiful I think of God with tools crafting the earth in the perfect way not like a kids who put red and blue together and accidentally came up with purple
But THE master artist who has a plan and purpose with every single dot that is on the page and without that dot the world would not be the same
A sun rise is beautiful the way that the angle depicts the color and alters the way that the naked eye can see it
How slow time moves but how fast it goes by you can actually see it move from one part of the sky to another in moments
Beautiful is watching the ocean flow it just goes any which direction it feels with no set destination
Beautiful is God’s promise to never cover the earth with a blanket of water to clear it of the sinful nature it was in, by way of a combination of colors otherwise called a rainbow
So if man should respectfully call a woman beautiful she should be thankful she is in good company
aware of the air
enabling each step
and counting each breath
with the effort it takes to exhale
i could almost just sit down at the side of the road instead
but i won't
because i am
seeking out new people
new faces, new mouths
to give me new words
aware of the air
that falls from their lips
and catching the shapes, each lovely
small part of them
for my pocket
and i'll take these out later
edit the context
to create a compliment
to make me smile
To give you a regular old compliment
I would deny your complete existence
Your beauty as a person is making me ecstatic
If I were a magician your beauty would be my greatest magic
God gave you many blessings
Intelligence and sex appeal and that’s only two of them
If you were to ask me, would I ever hurt you?
I would say no, I’d never try to,
That would be out of the Question
I would tell you I Love You
Only if I meant it
I can never picture Leading you on
But, I can be your Navigator leading you to a place that you would enjoy
To continue my tour, I would lead you to my brain
So you Know 99.9 percent of the Time
Your Knocking at my door to ya special place in my mind
You’re so sweet; I can taste your emotions
Most males can sit there and leave your heart broken
Me I can be your Super Glue to put your Heart back into Motion
This is my compliment to you or even a gesture
I just gave you all my confidence
I hope I leave ya heart and your mind feeling like
A True Angel Feather
Nothing pisses me off more
Than when people call me
I get it, okay?
We live in a society that upholds beauty
As the most important quality
A girl can possess
So girls who aren't pretty
Feel like less
And guys, knowing this,
Call girls who were not gifted
With a symmetrical face
Or a "rockin'" body
Girls who rank on the lower end
Of that wretched scale
From one to ten
And those girls
Those amazing, ugly girls
Infused with insecurities
Give in to those words
Give in to those guys
Believing, if only for a brief,
That those pretty words
But I am not interested
In false accolades
If you don't find me pretty
Then don't say so
I have plenty of fine qualities
For you to compliment me on
Praise my wit, my charm
My intelligence, my confidence
Things I cultivate
Things I strive to be
That complement me
Compliment to the honest
When others question your common sense.
Compliment to the parents.
Who taught you right from wrong?
When you put to the test of will and choice.
Just to remember to make the correct decision.
Even if you done nothing wrong.
If the armor truck door open and bags of money falls out.
And you honestly turn in back in.
Compliment to the honesty of being just you.
Friends will question, what were you thinking?
That it's insured by the bank,
Compliment for putting yourself in their place.
Cause the best sign of truth starts with you.
Things you hope your child will adapt too.
I never claimed to be a fly-although I'v done some flying.
I never claimed to be a whale- although I'v done some wailing
I'v never claimed to be a poet, though I will admit to trying!
ps. My wife says that I am the most trying man she has ever met.
is that a compliment-or what!!!
Being told you are beautiful
Is one thing
But being told you are beautiful
And believing it
I have been called beautiful
More times than there are freckles on my face
(And that is a lot)
But not until recent
Did I ever believe it
Usually I would brush it off
And see it as an empty compliment
Or a conversation filler
Or a device used for personal gain
Any time someone would tell me I was beautiful
I wouldn't believe it
Not even a little bit
And that's the way it was for a very long time
I was too used to people leaving
Especially after I let them get close to me
And touch me
I was too used to being let down
I couldn't trust anyone but myself
And I didn't think I was beautiful
With or without anyone's truthful or deceiving opinion
I truly thought I was the farthest from beautiful
Usually when people would give me such a compliment
I would say
"No, I'm not
And you don't mean that"
Most didn't bother to argue
So I never once believed it
Until I heard you say it
At first I tried to do what I always did
But you wouldn't take no for an answer
I'm not sure if it's the way you say it
Or how many times a day you say it
Or just the fact that I trust you enough
But I really do believe you
When you tell me I'm beautiful
Hearing the words, "You are so beautiful, Evynne"
And feeling the honesty and passion pierce my heart
Is something I have never experienced before
I may not think I am as beautiful as you like to tell me I am
But at least I believe it
And when I say I believe it
I do not mean I agree
But rather, you tell me I am beautiful
And I think to myself, "You really do make me feel beautiful"
Regardless of any prior opinions I held of myself
Now that is a very powerful thing