Her hair as soft as silk
Her lips as sweet as honey
Yet still in so much need
For a mans gental embrace

Her true buity is truly
That of an Angel
From the heaven above

The smile upon her face
Is as brigt as the sun
Up so high in the mornin sky

Her eyes are as if
They were pulled from the stares in heaven

Her hands so
Soft and delicate
But yet as strong as leather

To catch you if you shall fall

Her heart as big as the galixy
So full of love and joy
Hope and peace
Yet as fragial as an egg

To need me when she may fall

Her bodie
so sweet and soft
Delicat and warm
Tender and true

In so much need for that gental touch
From a man
So pure and true

A true womans buity
Truly must be
From the heavens above

wow. i wish someone would write somethin like that for me thats so sweet.

What's a buity?

Pretty farmboy.......you know more than most your age. Hold onto that and you will have a lovely lady to hold onto soon

I am the lucky lady....and I love the way he spells beauty....buity...I love everything about this man.....hey in poetry we don't have to spell correctly we can express our feelings and spell and create however we wish....that is the buity of poetry.....