Beauty

Of which it has nothing to be compared to. Of which light shines bright.

I embrace beauty wholly.
I consume it, and try to live in the moment of unresolved perfectness.
 I let its arms wrap around me to feel its warmth and texture.
 I sip every little bit of drops coming from it.
 I  smell every fragrance emitting from it.
I touch, caress, feel, and breathe as it fully occupies me.

Author's Note

Beauty lies on the eyes of the beholder.