Wednesday, May 30, 2012

True Beauty.

beauty beheld, such tired tortured acclaim, easily uttered out of depth, out of soul,
so shallow in its praise, sicken is its meaning, droplets in an ocean. 
But see you now I do. My eyes wide, and shy even now shrinking inside. 
No false grace, no depraved fools dream before me now, 
only you, disguise removed, real face and frown, sadness and smile, 
A smile so lovely, so perfect, eyes dark deep and playful.
that tempest nature, a dark emotions gale cannot eclipse
only enrich those eyes, your smile and your all, so complete, 
In its beauty, and beauty in its truth so Beautiful. 




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