It takes a beautiful hand to handle a beautiful heart

I've always personally felt that the greatest portrayal of beauty in a woman is the kind where you struggle to shy away. Compelled to look, the fear of your infatuation is made transparent as you try to hide each brief moment you look away in regret that you'll never witness such beauty again. Fascinated by knowing beauty could be so impossibly infinite, your heart surrenders in merciful demand.

Though not the first, I recently found this notion of beauty in a young woman. Her hair was an indulgence to each of my senses. Her eyes were gentle and unaware. Her cheeks perfectly round to fit a palms embrace. I watched peacefully as her mouth lingered open in curiosity of the evening ambience. I felt a smile stretching in the corners of my heart.

There was a kindness in the soul of this young woman I'd been captivated by. She was unassuming of being beautiful. I could tell by the way she graced a person's presence with her innocent expression. I'd not feel it worthy to write what my heart has to say if her beauty had not been so modest. Yet, there's truly little I can say. My heart only wanted to keep smiling and to consume the love found in her beauty. I was filled with a sincere feeling of regret when her absence was near, but took comfort as her beauty became instilled in my memory.

Age will not define beauty. Beauty is undying in the heart that is pure, for its guise of eloquent features is a sign of where true beauty is best kept concealed - the human heart.

An older woman is called to mind this time. Mature and sophisticated, her beauty likely to have grown with every whim of her heart's desires, successes and as is life; failures. As I listened to her soft spoken voice I felt charmed by the firm sparkle in her eyes, and yet I could still taste her nervousness. She tried to appear strong, but her heart hides behind the remains of her untouched beauty. And though I felt empathetic, I know her beauty may flourish infinitely still.

Beauty in the heart of another is truly many things, if only you watch keenly. All beauty asks of you however, is that you handle it with care.

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Where have you gone? I miss your words.
or perhaps, she put too much importance to her beauty in the eyes of the wrong beholder...

either way, your entry is sincere. beauty is a personal concept, and what it does best of all is engulf our spirits with everything desirable.

keep cheerful, right?! =)
my sister really liked this guy. she went to a party with him and all the guys complimented her on her beauty, except him. he simply didn't say anything... she was heartbroken. i don't know why but this entry reminded me of that incident. i guess, he didn't get the handle with care memo! =)
Again, your writing captivates me as the beauty of whomever you speak of seems to captivate you.

I love getting away from everything for a few minutes and indulging myself in your writings.

Beautimus. :)