What is beauty? Is it your flowing mane, your short, petite frame, your draping arms and legs, glowing skin, deepening eyes or appetizing rounds? One can measure the aesthetic obsession that another demands, but the determination of beauty relies in the soul of each ranging being.
Big or small short or wide, no two look at any form of creation the same. Though one may claim a mass decision on a form or image can be declared beautiful, what is to say one truly, at any verifiable amount to the point of absolution is meaningful in that said determination.
In fact, what is the actual definition of beauty. A beautiful soul cannot be measured by any aesthetic principle. A beautiful moment, dream, feeling, or relationship relies completely and fully on the being determining that definition. Which can be agreed upon, but not to absolution.







