I was made BEAUTIFUL, you see
When the Fire inside you ignited within me
Combusted and set my soul free.

BEAUTIFUL, yes, free from hopelessness and despair
Free from my illnesses and care
Free from my worries and heavy load.

BEAUTIFUL by the touch of your voice with its sensual rhyme
Would make my passions rise and climb to heights before never known
Freeing my inhibitions, causing dead feelings live in a new zone.

Yes, BEAUTIFUl--whatever may come, there may never be an us
Your attention to me, though decadent and impacted with lust
Will never be taken away from me since that very first day.

For love is infinite, eternal--though sometimes cruel
Will never fade away
For love is more than BEAUTIFUL.

M. Elizabeth Smith

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