	What Is Beauty?



Is beauty what we men merely behold,

or something our hearts tell us.

Is it a quality that we are just told?

so we men can just make a big fuss.



Or, is it a true measure of our love?

for the woman of our dreams so sweet.

It must be, for as sure as heaven above,

we want our two hearts as one to beat.



A true feminine beauty our minds befuddle,

And our limbs of power turn to mere jelly.

We stumble, struggle, and fall as if in a puddle,

All we then want is our child in her belly.



It must be a lot more complex than that,

But, it sure seems simple at that very moment.

Then, the thought is lost and our souls go flat,

And our normal lives we must once again foment.



BUT, a man of true passion NEVER forgets,

that his true love is more beautiful than Venus.

and heaps romance on her every chance he gets,

forcing them together as they should be thus.



The love showered on her rewards her for beauty,

reminding her of the princesses of ages past.

And makes her man feel as if he is doing his duty,

thus their passion and love will forever last.





