Beautiful

nothing is perfect about the face posture needs adjustment blemished mind and body refinement considerations overdue yet, she walks in beauty speaks and sees smiles that her presence brought her mind wants to disregard stamp out in case it's wrong but it's true she's wallpaper saying things that drift away unnoticed or an irritation knowing it deep down it's true but not defining just context as she dances in the moments of existence she is all the things that beauty is and it flows around her and captures others captivatingly fleeting what is beauty if not a transient moment a taste experienced briefly on the tip of the tongue to make you salivate and want more of the inexplicable that disappears should you linger but fills dreams then confuses memory as the search starts for something that's always there