With Beauty

With beauty,
Of gold,
In the eyes like autumn leaves,
And the way you look at me,
A sideway glance,
A tilt of the head,
A lopsided smile,

I don’t think she knows,
How surreal she is,
How her beauty leaves me in fated breath,
Lost in her chocolate coloured hair,
The curls twine around my hands,
The scent of lavender and poppy seed overwhelms my heart,
Her lips of rosy buds,
To kiss,

What does she want from me?
Is she lost in the chaos of life?
Is she missing out?
Drifting beside me, through life,
Does she know how beautiful she really is?

Angelic, so daunting to a rugged man,
In time, I will show you,
Who I really am,
If you fall through my hands,
I’ll never love like this again.

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12 thoughts on “With Beauty

  1. Relations can be detrimental. But love is always beautiful. And a bittersweet experience.

    BTW, I really like these two laconic, truncated “sentences”:

    Her lips of rosy buds,
    To kiss,

    You start with an observation. Then that stimulus causes you to act. What a gorgeous stimulus-response reaction! Easy to imagine. Enticing to practise IRL.

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