What is 'beauty'?

I go out. I see people on streets.
And every person in different shape. Different hair, different face.

I look at her, look at him, I look at it and look at them.
So much things to admire. There is no to it end.
Outside I'm surrounded by the beauty of people.

Yet what about beauty of heart?
Outside beauty is clear, inside is mystery mixed with fear.

And that beauty is trying to lure me. I want to discover more. Except.. Wouldn't that be a dangerous role?

For unknown I'm craving. I want to reach something, even myself is being daring.

And as life to it is, everything is a risk.
Maybe undiscovered will be the most beauty to exist?

Now that would be playing with fire, though I'd call it a desire which could be worthy to admire.

What is it? Beauty of a heart, or beauty somewhere far, may even out of a sky?

So I was looking for a while.
In the end. Definition of beauty, might only be your smile.

Such smile with infinite beauty. As for me, I shall treasure eternally.


/Love yourself. You are beautiful./