I Am Beautiful In You

by cLumsy   Apr 16, 2006


You touch my skin with yours
It kisses my skin
It gives me life
It bestows endless pleasures within
For I am beautiful in you

You dress me in your playful arms
It glides seductively in play
It flutters and outlines my curves
It caresses my body that sways
For I am beautiful in you

You color my world with paint
It glows with throbbing life
It breathes of pure true love
It colors the shadows of strife
For I am beautiful in you

You kiss my trembling lips
It breathes in magical feelings
It tingles as it course in my veins
It conjures secret seductive beings
For I am beautiful in you

You speak of life together
It dreams of dreams never dreamed of
It imparts hopes and heaven knows
It shatters my doubtful thoughts in love
For I am beautiful in you

You tell me this everyday
It brings me joy and bliss
It creates the joyous tears of an angel
It gives me doubt to have you like this
For I am beautiful in you

Dedicated to CS, I will only be beautiful in your arms, where I wish to be forever in.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Torn

    Amazing poem huni.
    I feelt so happy when i read this. It's just so real. There's sign of pain and hurt, but so much love. Ah i love it.
    I havent heard from u in so long.
    I hope that you're ok.
    much love xoxo

  • 17 years ago

    by Heidi

    Haven't commented for a while, sorry i haven't been on. again, your writing blows me away... pure passion through this whole piece, amazing and yet so beautiful... 5/5 most defiantly... words cannot explain

    heidi may

  • 17 years ago

    by Rican Chemistry

    Great poem... very touching,...5/5

    ::MELI::

  • 18 years ago

    by [ E P H I ]

    You dummy. you're the only who told me to sign up on this thingy how can you not know who i am *sniff* im heartbroke. (HINT: Three musketeers and doggie?)

  • 18 years ago

    by BlueDreams

    Girl...for the one you love, Is like a garden flower, That must be pruned and weeded Before it yields its treasure. Years refine its grace, But only with devotion, And much imagination To freshen the familiar. But, ah! what then the freedom, That comes alone from giving, And knowing that your wishes, Will be your lover's pleasure! For in the utmost chamber, Lust is quickly sated,While love still craves redemption, Ever the lost savior.

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