My love for you
is not for the beauty
which I see from the outside,
but for the beauty in your inner being,
which is compassionate,
loving and caring to all
–to those little homeless children
and the old lady begging near the bank.

Your soul radiates
some forms and feelings
that touch the inner being in me.

In this relationship,
there are no conditions,
no possessiveness, no selfish arguments
but just the will for us to be,
together for the companionship
to view the world holding hands
from age young –till old.

Off course –there is beauty in your touch,
in your smell–of flower, in your voice—of music
and in the way your eyes radiates the charm
which makes me believe in God
and that someday, there be end to human suffering.

This outer beauty of you is just temporary,
with time your body will age,
your skin will shrink,
your voice will change;
but–your eyes will always remain the same
as they reveal your compassion
and the inner being in you
which I am in love with,
and will be, till the end of this material body,
may our souls will be together after death,
and we will be companions again when birth
in our later lives.