Mirror - Poem by Kaley DeWeese
Ribbon, lace, satin;
Woven through and spread across
Her unblemished skin.
She knows not, but beauty defines her,
And she it.
She turns with blind eyes
To the stares of wonder,
The fascinated infatuation,
And continues on her humble way.
Anyone gifted with eyes can see
Her unnatural grace and beauty.
But what does she see?
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