Great way of puttin’ it man.

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Beauty, Beautiful, is…

I call you beautiful

not for the dress on your back
or the shoes that clack

or your twisted black hair
or the jewelry you wear

or your shapes in the light
or your color, alright?

Beauty, my dear, is born from that smile

that smile that melts a winter
in one take

from the roar of your laugh
that scatters wolves and blossoms flowers

from words that tumble from your lips
like stars shooting from your lungs’ night sky

from the cursive swirling your heart
on lined cream sheets

from the way you commune with the air
head to toe simply by being still

is you being you with you

hontouniheart – December 22, 2014


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