You're beautiful...

You keep asking me why I think you're beautiful, so I'll tell you.

Those eyes you spend so much time painting up to look pretty, means nothing to the look of love in them when you gaze at me.
Those lips you adorn with colour to impress, don't impress me near as much as the words you say and the expressions of your love that come from them.
Your hands that you soften with creams and paint in more colours to arouse, do more in their natural state when they touch me and hold me to you.
Your body that you fret over and want to look appealing, already is to me. It's the comfort of it that I want and however it looks, it's still you that that comfort comes from.
See yourself as I do, because you are beautiful and you always will be in my eyes. Just be you. That's why you're beautiful to me. :heart:
 
You keep asking me why I think you're beautiful, so I'll tell you.

Those eyes you spend so much time painting up to look pretty, means nothing to the look of love in them when you gaze at me.
Those lips you adorn with colour to impress, don't impress me near as much as the words you say and the expressions of your love that come from them.
Your hands that you soften with creams and paint in more colours to arouse, do more in their natural state when they touch me and hold me to you.
Your body that you fret over and want to look appealing, already is to me. It's the comfort of it that I want and however it looks, it's still you that that comfort comes from.
See yourself as I do, because you are beautiful and you always will be in my eyes. Just be you. That's why you're beautiful to me. :heart:

Very nice, bro. I think most men feel like this.
 
You keep asking me why I think you're beautiful, so I'll tell you.

Those eyes you spend so much time painting up to look pretty, means nothing to the look of love in them when you gaze at me.
Those lips you adorn with colour to impress, don't impress me near as much as the words you say and the expressions of your love that come from them.
Your hands that you soften with creams and paint in more colours to arouse, do more in their natural state when they touch me and hold me to you.
Your body that you fret over and want to look appealing, already is to me. It's the comfort of it that I want and however it looks, it's still you that that comfort comes from.
See yourself as I do, because you are beautiful and you always will be in my eyes. Just be you. That's why you're beautiful to me. :heart:

Very nice, bro. I think most men feel like this.



*sigh*:heart::heart:
 
I absolutely adore Queenisms. I subscribe to the page. At this point in my life I need the daily reinforcement of positivity. This one is particularly nice.

I do, too. :rose:

This speaks to me so much at this point in my life. It's taken me a long time to figure this out, and it's people like 3B who have helped that along ;)

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I'm only speaking the truth, my dear one.


Men like us are out there. just sayin'
 
You keep asking me why I think you're beautiful, so I'll tell you.

Those eyes you spend so much time painting up to look pretty, means nothing to the look of love in them when you gaze at me.
Those lips you adorn with colour to impress, don't impress me near as much as the words you say and the expressions of your love that come from them.
Your hands that you soften with creams and paint in more colours to arouse, do more in their natural state when they touch me and hold me to you.
Your body that you fret over and want to look appealing, already is to me. It's the comfort of it that I want and however it looks, it's still you that that comfort comes from.
See yourself as I do, because you are beautiful and you always will be in my eyes. Just be you. That's why you're beautiful to me. :heart:

Love that :heart:

Very nice, bro. I think most men feel like this.

Do they really?
 
:kiss:

You need to teach the ones I encounter. :p

Honey, if their moms didn't ingrain that into them, there may be no hope. Watch how your potential beau treats his mom and sisters. That will give you all the data you need.
 
You keep asking me why I think you're beautiful, so I'll tell you.

Those eyes you spend so much time painting up to look pretty, means nothing to the look of love in them when you gaze at me.
Those lips you adorn with colour to impress, don't impress me near as much as the words you say and the expressions of your love that come from them.
Your hands that you soften with creams and paint in more colours to arouse, do more in their natural state when they touch me and hold me to you.
Your body that you fret over and want to look appealing, already is to me. It's the comfort of it that I want and however it looks, it's still you that that comfort comes from.
See yourself as I do, because you are beautiful and you always will be in my eyes. Just be you. That's why you're beautiful to me. :heart:
Actually quite beautifully put.
 
Thank you, BBB and Sandman. Sometimes we ladies simply need to see words such as these, and believe...
 
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