Beauty is a leafy tree And the gentle breeze that moves it It's the swelling of a saphire tide As the graceful fish swim through it Beauty is both common and rare It goes right to the core It lifts you up above the clouds And leaves you wanting more It's a gentle ray of sunshine It's a smile that makes you weak It's the pitter patter of raindrops It's the words of love you speak The most perfect beauty of all Is raw and bare and bruised It's the beauty when I close my eyes And all I see is you.
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