Beauty of a Rae

Beauty is like the morning of a summer day, when the sun starts to rise over the trees; it casts a beautiful ribbon of light. Like the sea at dusk, when the sun sets, casting a beautiful radiant reddish orange glimmer on the waters ripples... That is what beauty is like that's the beauty of the woman of my love.

If the one you love will hurt you, then your deepest regret must be to bear a heart that cares.
Yet, bear the heart because it is your own. If you did not have the heart that cared you would be as careless as the one who hurt you.

As Life

As we piece back together the remnants of our lives, and our dreams we finally realize. To the edge of the world, we take our hope, the regrets of forgotten promises, to rise above all things and find our place in this world full of hatred and sin.

The Beauty of A Woman

The beauty of a woman: her face, her eyes, her skin. The way her lips are shaped, turns me on, how they pucker up when we kiss. The way her nose is shaped, it is so attractive to me. And, her heart is beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful thing of all. Moreover, all the while I am staring at her smile wondering whether she and I will make it through the years together... Maybe we will grow old together, and have children together. Will we spend time, a lot of time together? The beauty of this woman grows stronger. I will love her all my life, and all my years. Through the pain and tears, we will survive a lifetime of heartaches and tribulations. Through my bad times, and hers; we might be meant to be together, love forever, forever with each other.