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Mar 2021
Some say that sunrises and sunsets are beautiful, full of color and wonder what the day will bring. Others say the beautiful music, the melodies are harmonies. Another would say beautiful is the kissing of the sun on one skin. Then others would describe the fragrance as something beautiful.

For me beautiful, is the term I call you. Your beauty is very pleasing to my eyes and the sound of your voice telling me good morning or kisses as we end each call, or the aroma of your hair is so intoxicating, the holding of your hand and the warmest of all touches. But your beauty is more than just senses. Its the love we share. Its the simplest of all things yet worth more than one could ever pay.  It's the pulling of the heart strings when we are apart, the rhythm of the pulse in a beautiful timpani. It's the beautiful flower in full bloom.  It's our relationship that displays its simple beauty in an everyday life. Beautiful is the day, we are home, together.

Dedicated to my beautiful, my Special K
TW Rice
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TW Rice  53/M/Edgar, wisconsin
(53/M/Edgar, wisconsin)   
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