Beauty is his smile,
the dimple on each cheek
beauty is his voice,
when he says i love you
deep but soft both at once
beauty are his eyes,
and the way he looks deep into mine
and beauty is his heart,
its gentle beating when i lay my head against his chest
as it expands with each breath, which in return leaves me breathless
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