He is beauty
In every way
His walk
His talk
His metal smile
The veins that make their way up his arms
He is imperfect
He is real
Yet he is beautiful
He is shy
The dark look in his eyes
I know he has a secret
& I want to know what it is
His arms
The way he hides his teeth when he smiles
The way he pretends to listen to music
While he's actually blissfully aware
Aware of me
I'm longing for him
& his imperfection
His Beauty
Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 10:19 PM UTC
He is beauty
In every way
His walk
His talk
His metal smile
The veins that make their way up his arms
He is imperfect
He is real
Yet he is beautiful
He is shy
The dark look in his eyes
I know he has a secret
& I want to know what it is
His arms
The way he hides his teeth when he smiles
The way he pretends to listen to music
While he's actually blissfully aware
Aware of me
I'm longing for him
& his imperfection
His Beauty
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