I Apologize

I apologize...for every time that i called you pretty. I'm sorry that I called you beautiful. Not because i dont think you are, but because I realize that you are so much more than a physical trait you were born with. You deserve to be called resilliant, intelligent,extraordinary, magnificent, and divine. So much more than fine....your eyes show me so much more than a pretty face. Your lips speak so much more than just a thing I want to taste. Your hips make me imagine raising children, so much more than just wrapping my arms around your waist.....I see within you the beauty of 12 tribes. A goddess born under forein skies. Creation of the Universe between your thighs. Unopologetic queen, mountains crumble when you rise. Knees bend as you speak life to the children of men. One kiss and Ill be in heaven. Singing your praises of just how amazing.......you are. So I apologize if I ever made you think that such a simple word could describe the masterpiece which is you or rather your being. I mean if I could wrap the cosmos into one verb then maybe it could fit the meaning. The simple truth is that most times I'm just stuck staring and lost for words. Many times they ask whats on my mind, I say nothing, but what I want to say is her....so here I am again face to face searching my heart to say the right thing, and all that comes to mind is beautiful........and for that I'm sorry.