🌹🤍You screwed me.
I confess it.
When I met you,
I found you cute.
Yes ...
well ...
something more cute.
But ...
anyway ...
the world is full of more or less beautiful men.
Then ...
well ...
life has made us known and I,
now,
I find you beautiful.
So beautiful that I get stunned from time to time looking at you,
wondering how it was possible that I didn't notice before.
So beautiful that he always wants to touch you,
to caress you,
to tell you: "mommaquantoseibello".
Nice to kiss,
but above all to LIVE.
Nice to breathe in the air and to be desired in silence.
So beautiful because your soul
- now revealed to me
- lights up your face.
And I no longer see what you were,
but what you really are.
In your child soul.
In your indignation at injustices.
In your dedicating gestures and words of love to those in need.
In your trying to improve yourself.
In your being moved by a beautiful song,
by glimpses of poetry,
by simple gestures.
In your chasing timeless loves.
In your simply being yourself,
without filters.
In your questioning yourself and feeling bad about what is not right.
In your being GOOD.
You know GOOD and that makes you beautiful.
In my eyes that,
with beautiful faces,
nothing is done,
but pure hearts illuminate the soul.
Every time I live you,
when I greet you ...
I see you more beautiful.
Maybe,
one day,
I can even tell you.🤍💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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