why every woman is beautiful

Her heart loves a rollercoaster ride.
She cries. She laughs.
She falls in love.
Sometimes, cautiously.
Oftentimes, recklessly.
Her mind is on a constant marathon.
Running. Running away.
Changing pace.
Turning around.
But never stopping.
Her dreams keep on flying.
They may not reach the sky
but will never take a dive.
Her hands touch other people's lives.
Constantly.
As if that is the reason for their being.
But most of all, every woman is beautiful
because she is both steel and cotton candy
and everything in between.

- written at the back of Belle de Jour notepad.