If you asked me what beautiful means
If you asked me what beautiful means,
It’s being loved by a strong woman
Empowered, chasing her own dreams,
Engraved with grace on soft moon, beams
A thoroughbred she is strong, wild, and free,
A phenomenon that writes my destiny
In her eyes, amber stars find their gleam,
They are my novel; affections the theme
What is beauty? Let me redefine,
It’s her uhm-hmm, an approval I find divine.
A spirit that soars, unbroken, unbound,
A soul that exposes darkness to sound
If you asked me what her strength truly is,
It’s hearing that voice, a melody dismisses
the silence that once held her down,
Opening up a gorgeous, that's beyond renowned
A story of courage, of trials, not left untold
A beacon that chases away the dead of night
Her love, a torch that never grows cold,
Empowered, she stands, a towering light,
So if you asked me what beautiful means,
I'll tell you It’s her spirit, her heart, her everything, in-between,
beside her strength, I found my own,
By her love, I reside in a world I would never have known
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