her cheeks were painted with the colors of a vivid sunset,
her lips were as soft as the petals of a freshly sprouted rose,
her skin was brimmed with the scars of a thousand-year-old tree,
her hair flowed in the calming wind like a steady stream of waterfall gushing down an evergreen forest,
her eyes were dark, deep, and hollow,
and if you gazed into her eyes long enough,
you will find yourself sinking into the depths of the deepest sea,
mesmerized by her alluring flaws,
and if you looked at her long enough,
from head to toe,
you will see that she is
a stunning work of nature,
an art,
because one does not need to be flawless
to be simply
b e a u t i f u l .