An Italian Painter, once defined Beauty as the assimilation of parts, working together, in such a way that nothing needs to be alter, or taken away from it, and that's you! You are Beautiful.
Anything Romantic To Say
I sat down to write
a romantic poem
confessing I love you.
However, I guess I’m not
in a romantic mood today,
as I couldn’t find
anything romantic to say.
The words it seems
have left my head,
which only leaves me
one thing to do,
and that is to go to bed.