How
Is beauty just there?
Holding it’s loving embrace on whom
It deems worthy, giving its coat to its lover to be known by or remembered by,
A statement.
Or.
A message.
A hand written note to your mate,
So scared to see one another face to face,
But the distance traveled made volume,
Was anything ever there?
Copyright © Jordan Foster | Year Posted 2018
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