Beauty without Decay
In a glance, the world’s Beauty is bottled.
But Beauty is never sold. Tenfold in glamour,
Beauty never tastes the gaudy overtake of decay.
Unashamed to shine like fire, Beauty is radiant;
An elegant, classy,
Beauty is brilliant;
One is blessed to catch her diamonds;
The glow of a million glorious jewels,
Gracefully traced by sanctified ghosts
So lavishly covered in coal.
They burn like a sudden plush, pearl eclipse.
From her lips
It gently slipped, “Innocence
Whirlwinds of watercolor surround her.
Beauty remains un-phased.
Graffiti sings harmony,
Beauty, the majestic melody.
Notes peak in vibrant pinks,
Purples promise the sky, redefined;
Hummingbirds hover above a drowning Love,
Guardians of the aura, motif of electric lust.
Birthed by layers upon layers, Beautifully shed,
Peeled away over time to allow a flourish,
With rapid wings, they gracefully fly.
They rise, calmly ecstatic in chaotic fragments;
Beauty proclaims a statuesque poise.
Fury, for the first time, has met its match.
Beauty, without decay, heals every ailing heart.
Beauty, without boundaries, overtakes a million souls.
Beauty, untamed, will conquer the world.
Beauty is famous, for existing alone.
Beauty is forever crowned the Undying Queen.