And He Called Me "Beautiful"

In memory of Shawn, a Beautiful Soul who was taken from all of us way too soon. Shawn had a way of making every person he crossed paths with to feel respected and Beautiful. To Shawn: My Best Friend.

As one door closes, another opens

Every day she’d grown so tired

Of the things that life had thrown at her

And of the sadness she’d endured

Maddening

It may be true that she’d gotten stronger

But she doesn’t want to HAVE to be

All she wants is to be caressed by

The man who loves her and stop this

Insanity

And he called me beautiful

He called me beautiful

There he was standing in front her

She’d seen him many times before

But there was something different

About him this time that allured her

Quivering

He grabbed her and hugged her as if

He hadn’t seen her in a million years

And something in her changed

In that moment her pain went away

Shivering

Then he kissed her, deep and sweet

She could feel it in her toes

Her heart skipped a beat as he stood

And lifted her face in his hands

Sensually

And she had never felt this way before

Unfamiliar territory to tread

As she looked into his eyes, butterflies

Love like a roaring fire spread

Beautiful

Reviews

[richieb]

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Anastasia,
I felt a lot of emotion while reading your poem. Your words ran through my veins and became alive. I am sorry for you loss and pray wonderful memories sooth and heal you. You are a wonderful poet and I look forward to reading more of your work.
Blessings,
Richie b.

[Michael G. Smith]

I love you told me a story in this poem.

[Nipplegrinder]

A wonderful tribute to a beautiful friend.

[The Iron Horseman]

A deeply moving poem. Being in love with your best friend is the best feeling in the world. Sorry for your tragic loss, Anastasia.

[Najam Us Saher]

Your words are filled with so much passion and love, I truly enjoyed reading this poem and this was very descriptive.

[andrew mitchell]

lovely sad write, in a loving way haunting with those memories coming back.

[wordman]

sounds like two people in love

[Chris Shaw]

A fine tribute to Shawn who made you come alive, who made you feel special. You will never forget that.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

We have few people who can make us smile. A wonderful poem for your friend. The good people, we miss the most. Thank you Anastasia for sharing your words.
Coyote