Looking for the one part 2
for superficial qualities in women , as much as I say I lacked the love for their high fashion and slim figures, a part of me craved it,
it made me feel like a man. Like the sky’s limit was truly endless, almost immortal. To have a physically beautiful woman on ones arm, amongst my colleagues was thought to a highly ranked prize.
My eyes stumble upon the authority that you command over me even though you are sleeping, it isn’t your beauty that propels me to admire you darling. No it is that thing that burns within you, that raging flame of honesty and the highest sincerity. Your ranking amongst those women cannot even be named comparing them to you would be an insult upon your kind nature.
Let me observe you again and again, study you and tell you what makes you beautiful. it’s the way you’re eyelashes curl unevenly at the end, you know what I mean, the way your dimple in your upper cheek deepens when you smile. I love how pale you look in the winter when the harsh weather abuses your sweet skin. All the physical descriptions in the beginning were laced with what the world may or might not think of you at first glance. But I know your not flawless, at closer look I know your pacific eyes are dull in the summer, but it makes no difference. Because where your beauty may falter or fail your personality makes it all seem perfect. Flawless .Just you.
it made me feel like a man. Like the sky’s limit was truly endless, almost immortal. To have a physically beautiful woman on ones arm, amongst my colleagues was thought to a highly ranked prize.
My eyes stumble upon the authority that you command over me even though you are sleeping, it isn’t your beauty that propels me to admire you darling. No it is that thing that burns within you, that raging flame of honesty and the highest sincerity. Your ranking amongst those women cannot even be named comparing them to you would be an insult upon your kind nature.
Let me observe you again and again, study you and tell you what makes you beautiful. it’s the way you’re eyelashes curl unevenly at the end, you know what I mean, the way your dimple in your upper cheek deepens when you smile. I love how pale you look in the winter when the harsh weather abuses your sweet skin. All the physical descriptions in the beginning were laced with what the world may or might not think of you at first glance. But I know your not flawless, at closer look I know your pacific eyes are dull in the summer, but it makes no difference. Because where your beauty may falter or fail your personality makes it all seem perfect. Flawless .Just you.
