i enjoy to conjure dark little fairy tales and pieces of short writing. the way in which words can be stiched together to cause a smile is deliciously simple ~
i often heard that this or that woman is beauty's incarnation, that her features are perfect, that they
match exactly the golden triangle or whatever;
For me, this is not beauty. this kind of beauty is a cold, ephemeral one. it is not meant to last.
i myself believe that beauty is eternal. that no matter what happens, no matter what can harm it, nothing,
not even time, can destroy it.
a human's beauty cannot be imprisoned in formulas or in theories, because it is out of reach.
beauty... Even trying to define it is an impossible task;
but when you see it, you recognize it immediately. it can be a sparkle in the eye, a way to bend the head, a
way to talk that illuminates the face. it can be a way to move the hands, a softness in the voice that makes
you stay in place, paralyzed, while you feel like you are flying to heaven, far, far from this world.
it can be a mix too.
few people have that particular gift of beauty. fewer people see it.
but some have all at once that sparkle in the eye, that sweet softness in the voice, that tranquille
strength that just makes you melt.
Some people have this, yes, and even more. this can be combined to
actions, that can be imitated,
but never created.
unless you are born. that. way.
it can be a way to walk, a way to move gently the hands while talking, a way to kiss, slightly, slowly, and
yet powerfully, sending millions of feelings that can only be found in that precious moment; in such a
moment, you try as much as possible to feel it, almost swallow every emotion, every atom around, anything
that could make this moment last-
because you know it won't.
many people thought that i would find this or that girl pretty, because, in their eyes, she reminds them of
a person I once found cute, but they were wrong.
features do not create beauty, but beauty creates the features, and it cannot be easily found.
when you find it, try not to lose it. for if that person had the gift of beauty, you had the gift to see it.
and every time you find yourself in contact with that person, your legs will tremble,
your hands will shake,
your mouth will dry..
pupils will dilate.
and after, when beauty is gone, you will be unable to move.
you will tell me : isnt this just Love?
no.
you just need special eyes to see beauty, and those eyes are given to you by Love.
they are more than precious.
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| Gender | Male | |
| Age | 42 | |
| Sexuality | Straight | |
| Location | UK, England: West Sussex, Poling | |
| Ethnicity | White / Caucasian | |
| Build | Athletic | |
| Marital Status | Single | |
