To her,
You're art.
The most beautiful master piece that I have seen.
But your meaning is so hard to figure out.
You're mixtures of bright colors and the deepest of them.
Some parts of you are hidden away to be solved like a puzzle.
Your deepest, darkest parts are the ones that make you up but you hide them under the shades of black.
Reveal them to me
You'll see that what lies underneath are just as beautiful.
You're a master piece.
All of you makes you one.
Even the darkest of colors.
Do not hide the parts of you that you think are undesirable.
They are just as needed as your brighter parts.
You,
You are the most beautiful master piece I've had the pleasure of seeing.
YOU ARE READING
The words I couldn't tell you
PoetryThis reveals my inner most thoughts and feelings about people and things in my life. (I think if you stick around you might find this quite intriguing)
