Beauty part 1
Beauty
She was soft, tender, fragile…
Lovely.
Some say she was only in the eyes of the beholder-
Beauty.
Something so precious she could only be
Caged.
Something so absolutely, intricately
Made.
She comes in different types, different shapes and different
Forms.
But this fragile little rose can weather all the many
Storms.
They say she disappears with the passing by of
Time.
But even with age she is something you can always
Find.
She is not always visible on the
Outside.
Deep within she may choose to
Hide.
Some people try to pursue
Her.
Thinking that all the makeup, hidden tears and pain give them some sort of
Power.
But often she is not in the acts of
Starvation.
She will never be within the
Manifestation,
Of the thoughts words and expectations of
Society.
No, that is not what precious beauty ought to
Be.