clay perry

True Beauty

Its the way the light from the sun shinning through the window
collects in your hair, causing it to become so warm so inviting.
i run my fingers through it as you lazily nap on the love seat,
sprawled comfortably.
its the way your playful smile stretches across your lips. in a
moment of selfish whim, i lean in to place feathery kiss upon
those tender lips causing a primal stir deep inside me
animalistic in nature.
its the way you reach for my hand while we walk our dog
on this autumn day. the sensual touch of your gentle squeeze
is all thats needed to convey more than words ever could.
its an i love you, am happy here in this moment with you,
all is right in our world kind of squeeze.
its the way your laughter uplifts my spirit, i cant help
but laugh along with you. its an infectious laugh, to me
as beautiful as the sweetest aria.
its the compassion i feel emanate from you when you cry,
its real, bare, filled with honesty. it causes my heart to ache
hearing the catch in your voice, i cry too inside.
its the strength i see you possess when times get tough
or life demands nothing but the best from you. i see you
rise to meet those challenges with determination and grace
even if inside you're scared and need a friend to confide in.
its the care free, fun filled, adventurous soul ive come to
know and love. who dances without a care and sings along
to her favorite songs. it makes me tap my feet and join in
the jubilance. the beauty i see is so much more than the
physical beauty you exude. my dear dont misunderstand me
you are so attractive i swoon when you're near. your true
beauty comes from within. I love all of you
clay perry

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 23, 2015

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