Reasons Why I Love You


The essence of your beauty
isn’t blonde hair tumbling down.
Being some skinny catwalk waif.
False pout, put on smile.

The essence of your beauty
doesn’t float on the wind.
Seek fame, covet glory.
Isn’t saddled with dreams.

The essence of your beauty
doesn’t play upon words.
Isn’t wilful with virtue,
nor hits where it hurts.

The essence of your beauty
doesn’t deal packs of lies.
Steal away emotions.
Stupefy, then deny.

The essence of your beauty
doesn’t coast without cares.
Dwell in a mirror.
Pull punches, run scared.

The essence of your beauty
doesn’t ride on the night.
Equate desire to lust.
Seek affection, then hide.

The essence of your beauty
has an innocence that hurts.
A charisma you’ve cloaked
from the eyes of the world.

The essence of your beauty
glows from a source
that’s sealed in my memories,
weaved through my thoughts…
…Was a stark northern shore.
White waves crashing down.
Over a switchback cliff.
A brief moment in time.
When a face in a camera
beamed vibrant with life.
An image captured forever.
I still see in your eyes.

2000, December

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