He knows you are beautiful, even though
His eyes cannot tell him so. His ears
Hear it in your voice; his gentle fingers
Feel it in the soft curves of your face.

Tone of words can always betray a smile,
Even a shy, gentle one: it will
Colour the sounds in hues of joy and love.

In darkness, you are light, making his world
A good place; making home out of
Nothing at all. You carry him in your heart
As he carries you in his, and when you
Link arms, the cycle is complete, weak shells
Of hearts combining to make a strong bond,
Two so much greater than one and one.

He knows you are beautiful, because
This is beauty, and there is no mistaking it.
Beauty is a thing to feel, a thing to know,
A certainty that leaves no one in the dark.

10/09/2015

Posted on 11/03/2015
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