Words Of A Mircale

Beauty

You wanna know what beauty is to me?
The precious look in your eyes when you wake up,
Not the makeup,
Beauty isn't something you can wash away,
Isn't a new thing applied to your face a different day,
The you I fell in love with has a beautiful face,
I don't care if I still have to tell you this every day,
You're not average,
You don't just range at cute,
You don't need the apply and wipe away lifestyle boo,
But it's ok,
You do you,
If it makes you feel pretty,
And you need it to hide your true beauty,
Well, that's you,
But I'm not a man of makeup,
I can stare into your eyes and be mesmerized,
And when I pull away from your face, I won't be taking some of your beauty away,
I love the skin to skin,
Not the skin to cosmo substance,
I love your face,
Body,
Shape,
Mind,
And I understand you want me to see,
But to me makeup isn't beauty,
It's hiding,
Hiding with a cover of yourself you envision to be,
But that's thing,
The you I see is the one who's perfect for me,
I don't wanna hurt you by making you think,
It's ugly or it makes you look bad,
It's that I fell in love with you, not the mask,
I love you forever and always don't forget that,
I say you're beautiful,
I mean it,
Bad hair days,
Your barely woke face,
I don't care days,
I really care days,
I love that you try,
But the true beauty doesn't leave your face when you cry,
It begins to ignite,
And lights the skies in my eyes,
Your beauty can never leave me,
Even when you go to sleep,
It's like Heaven day after day on repeat,
Your face gives me this feeling,
And it'll never leave,
Unfortunately for your mask, I can't say the same thing.