Beauty

is in the eye of the beholder,

but if beauty is also perfection

and perfection is impossible,

isn't that sort of beauty

unattainable?

Do I even want

that kind of beauty?

But just as true love

is not loving the flawlessness

of a person,

real beauty stems not

from pure excellence

of appearance.

Genuine profound love is evident

only when you embrace

the flaws,

the imperfections,

because it it those that

make your lover

who he is,

just as your bumps and ridges

are yours

and yours only.

You'll find that

beauty

does not lie

in perfection;

it lies in your flaws

because they give you character,

and if beauty is based

on any inhuman perfection,

then that beauty does not lie anywhere--

it just lies.