You may be right, thinking I'm crazy for calling you beautiful. I bet you look in the mirror and criticize. But the truth is I fall deep into your eyes... you're there for me just as the sunset is every evening to remind me what the world is and means. And for that you'll always deserve to be called beautiful...
Your beauty is deep, it is kind, it is soulful
The way your hands brush your hips in that awkward stumble like fashion is gorgeous!
I love hearing you try to find your words...
I used to laugh at your laugh because it made me happy.. It's the reason I say funny things... The way my phone rings when you call singing send me on my way... Send me on my way... Where shall I go? fast to sleep or a fast jump and a leap and I'm in your arms. Breathing... Living... Home...