Anthony Stafford

Beautiful


Beautiful beauty sits in my eyes beauty created by my mind your beauty a surprise captured by my eyes God has blessed me with the vision of you true indeed a fixture of my imagination created by the best part if my mind beauty


Beautiful: A teardrop that glistens.


I never realized that beauty comes from with in I guess I never to the time to. I say there an fell in love with your mind your thoughts and your soul toughing words. I found myself dreaming of your every word how your voice made every thing so right. Your love is like a master piece. You not putting nothing extra but your trust and love. Beauty is you and I love the fact that one look in your eyes I seen everything I want to be and everything I will be. How much your eyes tell beauty


And I still see your apple cheeks; your big lumunious eyes and your smile when I sleep.


Beautiful is when the Sun rise in the morning and when sets at night the beauty of birds in the morning or the crickets at night. Those these may be a beautiful images with you beauty is priceless.



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