He was beautiful
Abandoning the connoted femininity
Of the word
He was a brilliant masterpiece
But his strokes
Were ones of painful acceptance
Blood smeared over
Heartache
He was a sunflower
Tall and lanky
With the unspoken
Vibrance
Of his eternal petals
She could stare at him for hours
He both signified and condemned the idea
Of traditional
Beauty
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
He was beautiful
Abandoning the connoted femininity
Of the word
He was a brilliant masterpiece
But his strokes
Were ones of painful acceptance
Blood smeared over
Heartache
He was a sunflower
Tall and lanky
With the unspoken
Vibrance
Of his eternal petals
She could stare at him for hours
He both signified and condemned the idea
Of traditional
Beauty
