She was poetry,
And she was beautiful.
With her eyes
Filled with metaphors.
And the secrets
And similes
In her smile.
Her personified hair,
The adjectival laugh,
The imagery in her hands.
Liaisons between
Her eloquent feet
And the soil.
She is poetry,
And she is beautiful.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC