Beauty and Pain

Absence makes the heart grow fonder?
I have found that beauty and pain instead
Are two things that make the heart beat Stronger
Longer

The laugh and the cry
The weep and the smile
The ups and the downs

and
The heart breaks and mends
with the heartbeat

of these two things

Her beauty takes away my pain
Yet it visits me

again

and again
Was I not to be so richly blessed
That I could leave pain to the rest
And revel in the beauty

that I have gained?

No

for without one

I cant appreciate the other.

If there were no pain,
then beauty would have no meaning.
It would be vain.
If there were no beauty,
then pain would overtake me
It would break me

Her beauty is a gift

it keeps me dreaming
It keeps me singing and indeed
Like a fine wine
Gets better with age
Better with each passing day
Better with each tear.

And as I struggle
With Beauty
And pain
Many things change
Many things stay the same.
and Beauty

and Pain
They remain
As lovers and friends