Beauty is
unique admiration.
A sparkling star...
in a galaxy
amongst the common.
Perceived by
the wandering man
in the twilight...
Under the cloudy coat...
gazing at
the many dulls.
None reflecting
within him...
longing for his
compliment
to ignite him.
For he, too, holds
a sparkle
that shines within another.
The natural void that
must be filled.
In the vast pool
of dim twinklings
She holds the
beauty
within him,
beaming her
natural glory,
Through the years
of space
onto the land,
catching the spark
in the eyes
of
the wandering man.
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
Beauty is
unique admiration.
A sparkling star...
in a galaxy
amongst the common.
Perceived by
the wandering man
in the twilight...
Under the cloudy coat...
gazing at
the many dulls.
None reflecting
within him...
longing for his
compliment
to ignite him.
For he, too, holds
a sparkle
that shines within another.
The natural void that
must be filled.
In the vast pool
of dim twinklings
She holds the
beauty
within him,
beaming her
natural glory,
Through the years
of space
onto the land,
catching the spark
in the eyes
of
the wandering man.
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