Monday, April 11, 2011

but she

a hard rock to one, to another -- beauty.
with so many faces it catches all light
pretty from all sides all angles to sell.
but it still feels like a rock regardless the duty.
and inside, no sun to shine forth with might
producing nothing at all. not even a smell.
but she. she hugs my nose like a warm flower
she has a Light inside her that glows
she feels like the ocean, like Aphrodite
she too is so pretty from all sides, dangerous power
she catches it, reflects it, walks in it, requires no pose
some say a diamond, but to me, she is beauty.