Beautiful Callouses
Not beautiful in the physical sense
is the woman of my merciless dreams.
Flowery words don't do her justice, hence
my futile attempts at expressing love;
she be like a star that glistens and gleams,
mocking a lonely man from high above.
But a welcome wave to my callous heart -
indeed, a much needed crash upon so
still and bleak a shore, long deprived of art.
She needs not ruby red lip, nor pink blush;
to attract mine eyes you must simply show.
It's your smile, dear, that turns my shell to mush:
not beautiful in the physical sense,
but a welcome wave to my callous heart.
NOTE: I don't write sonnets very often, but this particular one is a lesser known format, called a Cornish Sonnet. It has 14 lines following this rhyme scheme: AbacbcDedfefAD. What makes this sonnet rhyme scheme more distinct is that the 1st and and 7th lines are actually repeated in the last two lines, becoming the final couplet.
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