BEAUTY
Sugar sweet lips
With
Succulent peach skin
Passerbyers enjoying the looks of delicate fruit
Grins thrown with a fraught bouquet
Interior a senseless rottenness
Something unseen
Grandeur, a perfect architect
Superficial sugar glided against my skin, glowing starlike
Butterflies smiling and fluttering in my belly
As whistles sing with the wind
Crystal finger nails, poultice
Beauty striking the hearts of newcomers
Glass skin, a mirror
You,
Wrapped around my flowery curls
flowing with the wind as I briskly walk the world confidently
Beauty, an ostentatious praise
YOU ARE READING
4am
PoetryI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
