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Oct 2012
What is beauty?
Is it you?
Or is it the lanky girl with a giraffe attitude?
What is it? Please tell me.
Is it you?
Or is it the strong man with muscles bulging through?
I say, what is beauty?
Is it you?
Is beauty the lady with face white as snow?
Or is it the boy with radiant teeth all in a row?

What is beauty?
It is the woman with a midnight frame?
Or perhaps it’s the gentleman with the famous name.
What is beauty?
Does it have a certain look?
Can we all read about it in an exclusive book?

Is beauty long curly hair?
Is it **** and fair?
Is it dark and proud?
Does it whisper or speaks aloud?
Is it the angry chick that’s been abused?
Is it the dude that’s been refused?
Is it the rich house?
Is it the old shack with a mouse?
Is it the evil ones that cheat?
Is it the ones who eat not meat?
Is it the ones who lick tears?
Is it the ones who hide all their fears?

What is beauty?
Is it you?
Is it you?
Is it me?
I wrote an article today about women who are trying to date after breast cancer. I think this poem goes with the theme in that article. This poem is also a continuation of the last poem I wrote about not judging a book by its cover.
Destiny Diadem
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Destiny Diadem  Florida
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