The only perfect portrait of you
Hangs in a frame of motion
For the beauty of your being
Is not unlike an ocean-
One eternal evolution
Tides controlled by time
Your actions, often inconclusive
With what you hold inside.
Ah, such a source of awe!
Your placidity, your anger-
But what you keep beneath your scowl
Is a genesis of wonder..
Like the spirit of the sea,
The essence of your beauty,
Lies in what you keep....
Within....Beneath
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Like the spirit of the sea, The essence of your beauty, Lies in what you keep.... Within....Beneath lovely composition with fine rymes.. true beauty lies deep in one's heart and mind. Greater than the skin deep personality of a human. Thanks a ton, CT