Appearances

Cynical Wordsmith

Some say
Lips may shimmer
As roses or sunsets,
As flames or fruit.
I’ve seen every shade.
I’ve seen the natural hues
And the smeared lipstick
And the blinding gloss.
Some say
Hair may flow
As golden locks or darkest night,
As Autumnal fire or fairest auburn.
I’ve seen every shade.
I’ve seen the barren strands
And the roots at the base
And forced crops and curls.
Some say
Eyes may pierce
As oceans or sparkling stars,
As deep and inviting sirens.
I’ve seen every shade.
I’ve seen the vacant stares
And the hungry gazes
And the tired, worn out trances.

But I say
Love lives,
And it’s not found
In appearances.

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