'she Is Poetry'

Her body smells of heady perfume with imprints of metaphors on her bruised skin Adores herself in the vagued mirror A smile so pleasing yet so harmful Beads of similes gather to decorate her with a hook to conceal the brutality of her body, The handcuffs of diamond personifies to the human trait of possessiveness Accompanied by the golden ring of epithet entangled within her raw hands Her pierced ears hearken to the ballads of antediluvian times;lips reciting verses of contemporary world Her fragility lays in the mascara she puts,smudges the kajal with brushes of alliterations The messy bun incorporates secrets of love and musings of hate alongside a lily holding onto the desires for warmth Her brittle nails dip into the paint of interjections finishing with a slight coating of delicate red mousse The cottton dress of yellow now feels accomplished with a hint of storm caressing underneath.