Beauty Is Love

Beauty is a migratory bird, the weather of love when changes in my heart it migrates to her heart to come back in the springs with a few new colors. Beauty is a butterfly, the greenery is when touched by colorless love, it's diverged in a dance of colors and I see love springs in colorful aromatic flowers. Beauty is a heart in love, when it loves and when it's loved, it's beats send a message in in the language of waves, here I boldly stand to share with you my unseen odors. Beauty is the response of nature, to the love letters written by beautiful hearts, it's delivered through the dark postman flying in the skies, I see it, I listen to it, and feel how earth is kissed in the showers!