Eye of the Beholder

You are beautiful.

You may not have a smile that shows through your eyes,

or you may not have a long mane dripping of gold.

Your eyes are not the color of a clear morning sky.

Your thighs enjoy the company of the other. 

And your skin has tiger stripes, reminding you of how strong you are.

But you are beautiful.

In the way that the sun loves the springtime,

because for an hour or so,

she may rest with the moon.

You are beautiful.

In the way the love poems live in broken hearts.

In the way that a gust of warm wind dances with your hair.

And you are beautiful.

Because you refuse to accept sadness,

even though it is all life has had to offer.

Author's Note

This one's a little rusty.

Reviews

[AirelinLove17]

I really enjoyed the poem. It was beautiful.

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This really is gorgeous, keep up the good work. "your eyes are not the colour of a clear morning sky" - wow. and "your thighs enjoy the company of the other", a brilliant comment on society's views, and almost a sense of escaping them

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. You described someone who content with life and accept life as it comes.
"And you are beautiful.
Because you refuse to accept sadness,
even though it is all life has had to offer."
Above lines are true and if we are lucky. We can know some joy also. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Jordan]

It isn't what I expected. You write of beauty, and I am hopelessly caught up in the images you convey (I'm a sucker for love/beauty poems). I especially enjoyed "In the way that the sun loves the springtime,/because for an hour or so,/she may rest with the moon." My only criticism is that stanzas i think would distinguish the different ideas better.

If this is your rusty then I want your new. Great write :)