Beauty’s outer shell imagination, timeless nights fanning the fires of one hope, one desire a connection deeper then skin.
On a single sheet of paper, Beauty might type, smile, cry, write, share a 4 letter word, first letter L…
Ultimate contentment, testament to mankind’s concept of perfection.
Eyes warm with welcome covers all but hides nothing, images inviting temptation in its most human form,
Whispers from naked eyes that lie, some not worthy, maybe just one is.
Beauty sexy curves well-developed, Naw Mon Beauty has no shape, has no color.
Beauty is as Beauty does, Beauty is as Beauty loves.
Mesmerizing senses…lips…eyes…..flawless skin in “darkness maybe” its all in Beauty’s name, grace, dignity how she face each and every day.
Beauty is beyond compare, demanding fulfillment, respect, trust, understanding for Beauty is not without faults, for there are times as woman she needs satisfaction from faces that lie; pleading for open wide depths of her…….
Blank stares at blank pages Condemn Beauty not, for in all stages an all forms Beauty is bliss…………..