Wednesday, 17 March 2010

Mirror image

Why should beauty not reflect in the mirror,
Speak of self as if flesh rotted when flowers should blossom
You speak melodies
Eyes captivated by your energy you breathe life through smiles and remain wise beyond your time.
You are etched in gold and yet you choose not to glisten.
What is beauty when it is transparent
Numbness when you touch a body designed by God and love
thus you must nurture and not foul mouth.
Pain endured and if you are not sure
Scars do heal.

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