Am I Pretty
What is beauty?
Or is it that I should be asking instead,
Is this not beauty?
You standing there, while your face makes me wonder -
What is beauty?
I suppose, I must think you are,
Beauty, that which comes to me as revelation.
Evidenced only by an irrational knowing,
Not that you ask me to be captivated by you,
But that I do anyway.
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