I often heard that this or that man is Beauty's incarnation, that his features are perfect, that they match exactly the golden triangle or whatever...
For me, this is not Beauty. This kind of Beauty is a cold, ephemeral one. It is not meant to last.

I myself believe that Beauty is eternal. That no matter what happens, no matter what can harm it, nothing, not even time, can destroy it.
A human's Beauty cannot be imprisoned in formulas, in theories, because it is out of reach.

Beauty... Even trying to define it is an impossible task...
But when you see it, you recognize it immediately. It can be a sparkle in the eye, a way to bend the head, a way to talk that illuminates the face. It can be a way to move the hands, a softness in the voice that makes you stay in place, paralyzed, while you feel like you are flying to heaven, far, far from this world.

It can be a mix too. Few people have that particular gift of Beauty. Fewer people see it. But some have at once that sparkle in the eye, that sweet softness in the voice, that tranquille strength that just makes you melt... Some people have this, yes, and even more. This can be combined to actions, that can be imitated, but never created unless you are born that way.

It can be a way to walk, a way to move imperceptibly the hands while talking, a way to kiss, slightly, slowly, and yet powerfully, sending millions of feelings that can only be found in that precious moment; in such a moment, you try as much as possible to feel it, almost swallow every emotion, every atom around, anything that could make this moment last because you know it won't.

Many people thought that I would find this or that man handsome, because, in their eyes, he reminds them of a person I once found cute, but they were wrong.
Features do not create Beauty, but Beauty creates the features, and it cannot be easily found.

When you find it, try not to lose it. For if that person had the gift of Beauty, you had the gift to see it.
And every time you will be in contact with that person, you legs will tremble, your hands will shake, you mouth will dry up, and pupils will dilate, and after, when Beauty is gone, you will be unable to move, or maybe will you become totally hyper.

You will tell me : This is Love.
No. You just need special eyes to see Beauty, and those eyes are given to you by Love.
They are more than precious.

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