Friday, March 5, 2010

BEAUTY BEHOLDEN


Months of unconcern, yearning

To see her again rouged in blush

Longing to meet her, feel

Her simple, glowing gush ...




Nothing interrupts

As I find my way

Through noise, people

Motion and events




On to the door, open

Eyes trans expectant

Soar on the scent

Of surprised rose

And lit silence.




We speak, but that

Isn't high with me

Sitting just, the care

In smiles facing

Serious, flirting

With unimportance.




I'm up for bye, the wave

Dust, heat and weight


Resume skills, to raise

My world opaque

Lost on significance




The game tires, befuddles

The race is set for loss

But the parting lodged is perfect

I say thanks to all





For beauty is the first virtue 

And I had found my soul.

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