As she was picking herself apart
while looking in the mirror,
I said:
"My love, you have to
acknowledge
the fact that you are an incredible
woman
with such a
sweet and tender heart.
A very bright, intelligent
and independent
woman
with such an alluring
sensuality.
Beautiful,
both inside-out."
And as she blushed
and
glanced at me
with such warmth,
I stood up and hugged her
from behind;
grabbing her closer
and kissing
on the side of her neck
and whispered
into her ear,
"I love you, my love."

Her red lipstick smeared on
his lips,
forever stained his soul
with her
unconditional and endless
love.

As she and I walked
closely holding hands,
many glared at us.
In their eyes,
all they saw was a
beautiful matured woman
with a boy.
But what they didn't know
was that I made her
absolutely happy.
I saw many beauties in her
that others before me
were blinded to.
That I was madly
and
irrevocably in love
with her,
and she with I.
It did not matter what
anyone thought about us.
What only mattered was
that she was mine
and I was hers.

What she loved most about him
was that instead of only
calling her beautiful,
he actually made her feel beautiful,
rather than just calling
her a name to make her feel better.

She is worth
far more
than
rubies and pearls.

Proverbs 31:10