an angel of mercy
and I ask her in calm reflection
how do you feel
to be beauty
for
I can only come but so close
with words about the beauty of woman
too close
and I'm lost in ethereal vapors
between heaven and earth
a silky netherworld
I draw blanks in the
heady clouds
for the perfect word
the perfect sound
to paint this picture
of a perfectionists' dream
I pause as she takes in breath
and tunes her eyes to mine
and begins to birth the words
that I am asking for
and then she delivers words
of pure silk ...
of how it feels to be beauty ...
and I smile
falling back into lucid dreams
anxious and aware
mikkinoname
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