Finding a merely pretty face,
Is like a piece of pizza,
bought on a dry, hungry street,
A happiness for a bored tongue,
the taste is soon forgotten,
though some linger longer than others,
Finding a pretty soul,
Is like picking giant blackberries,
Standing in the sun,
Fighting thorns,
afraid you'll drop the sweetest ones,
With stains and cuts we've won
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
Finding a merely pretty face,
Is like a piece of pizza,
bought on a dry, hungry street,
A happiness for a bored tongue,
the taste is soon forgotten,
though some linger longer than others,
Finding a pretty soul,
Is like picking giant blackberries,
Standing in the sun,
Fighting thorns,
afraid you'll drop the sweetest ones,
With stains and cuts we've won
July 16, 2014
