THERE IS NO BEAUTY FOR ME / LIKE THE FACE OF A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN
There is no beauty for me,
Like the face of a beautiful woman-
How from childhood
The pleasure of seeing
Has been my sin-
And still in old age
When desire cannot even feel itself
That pleasure that longing that beauty-
There is no beauty
Like the face of a beautiful woman.
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God has moulded your heart to be longing to look at the beautiful face to enjoy pleasure. Old or young, mind kick starts just to have a look at. A brief, inner feeling is beautifully expressed. Cheers!