Chelsea
She's Everything
She is everything she ever wanted to be
Striving the qualities she held the entire time
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
Not Still though
Not Stagnant
Moving rapidly
Effortlessly, with perpetual motion opposing sight
Never to be perceived
Through the eyes beauty bleeds
Ceasless motion away from the source
Never leaving a shadow; Never fully absorbed
Cast out every second through the pathway of sight
The sun weeps in weary
Brought to invisible knees
His secret is clear
His light includes green absorbs and disappears
Unfair is very real, common
Unknowingly pouring what she is striving to have
So much given to never get back
Until perception
Realization
Beauty is in the smile of the one that knows her
Copyright © April Phillips | Year Posted 2016
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