Allie, A Girl Personified.
Allie, A Girl Personified.
Oh, I won't deny
your lovely dark eyes,
that would move any man
to heroic measures,
just to have ten seconds
of a glimpse into them,
and your perfect lips,
cushions of pink flesh,
molded into delectable
shapes made for kissing.
Nor your long dark
sienna tresses hanging straight
that accentuate your intriguing face.
You are a true enchantress,
who will not wait for your prince to come,
they will be lining up at your door
each politely taking a number.
I dated a girl for a while
who was so unbelievably beautiful,
I was truly shocked
when she asked "me" out,
and so I asked her,
"Why would you want
to go out with me??"
and she replied,, "I am so lonely."
"No one ever asks me
to go out because
they think I am beyond
their list of possibilities,
maybe they are afraid I will say no."
"But you always treated me like a friend
from the moment we met,
you saw beyond who I am to others,
you stimulated the inner me,
and that is all I have ever sought."
You see, there is so much
more that has blossomed
in the eighteen years of your making.
You hold a poetic soul which is
a rare flower budding deep
in the crevices of your mind.
So many look at you and see
only the physical offerings,
they never delve deep
enough to see the pain.
that all poets carry
in a flesh journal,
that sometimes
binds the intestines
with its rings of truth,
wounds the heart
with its lonely cries,
darkens the eyes with its sorrows,
yet can make the feet
dance lively with its joys.
Poets tend to bleed for the dying,
the hungry, and the sad,
and they see life's beauty
in a magnifying glass,
so much larger then the others,
who take it all for granted.
You hold the world in your pen,
you grace the world with
your charm and beauty,
there is nothing you can't do,
but use your assets to create change.
Use your mask of beauty
to bless the less fortunate,
be kind to those that others mock,
show your peers
that we are all worthy
of the same adoration
that you have known.
Write words that will shock
those who merely assume
the typical judgements around you,
Who think of you
as just another Barbie.
Show them astounding
and tintillating thoughts,
make them see your
beautiful mind as well,
for flesh is temporal
and we fade into
wrinkled vessels of
what was far to soon.
Yet the wisdom and
the heartfelt words
captured and shared
with others is timeless.
perchance some slip
of notebook tattered,
holding the musings
of your true feelings
will be found two
hundred years from now,
and move future beings
to tears or great thought.
Your beauty will not
matter to them then,
you will be dust long
entombed in the earth,
but your words will
still breathe wonder.
This is why we write,
to be immortal,
with ink for blood,
and pens for fingers,
we scratch out the
moments and make them
larger then the fragile
shell that encloses us.
Be the tool that re-sculpts
the masses around you,
into a congregation
of the most profound.
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