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Jun 2010
The beauty

Something one tries not to see in them self

You have it all, and I know
For I cannot tell a lie
But I have no physical proof
Just the words in my mind

Beautiful is not a word for you
You should be your own word
A new form to explain things
That is too amazing to call


To have tingles jump around my body
Every time you smile at me
To look into your eyes and evaporate
All that is bad in my head

I have to keep staring
Almost like it would be a crime
To look away from such a sight
And miss a second I could of seen your face

To look at something so great
And be forced to smile
You just know that what you are seeing
Is more then beauty itself

You are yourself
You look like yourself
That is what makes you
More than beautiful

So listen to my words
For that is the only way I can prove
That you
Are the most amazing thing I have ever seen.
©2005 Paul Celano
Paul Celano
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