Picture Of Untarnished Charisma

The sparkle of indigo lagoon, portrayed in the entranced ebullient eyes, the lustrous lotus petals of luscious lips, blooming on the fervent face, carved once with narcissistic contours of pride, ingrained the subdued Dorian Gray syndrome. The winter spider of twilight has weaved webs with facial furrows of faded charm, the lips of pale flower have lost the patina of passion, enticing once. The smoky eyes now gaze forlorn from the wall of the empty parlor. The picture with the instilled aura of stilled time doesn’t encase the anguish of loss, for it epitomizes the notion, what is a face if not a metaphor for the panorama of proclivity, the enduring snapshot of mesmeric moment, captured within the timeless elegant frame of untarnished concealed charisma.