She Is Poetry
Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read

She is poetry:
Not the golden curls,
Nor sapphire eyes;
The art,
Her art,
Lays hidden;
Invisible,
Behind those eyes:
Dark pools of secrets,
Stories never told:
Stars hung,
Flowers blossoming,
Taking breath away,
Returning it in gasps:
Too much beauty,
Spilling out of sanity,
Shaming dreams:
Reminding him,
Chiding him,
Gifting him:
A life of poetry,
All in a single look.
