Saturday, October 13, 2012

Note to Self

In the mirror is my worst enemy and greatest friend.
You convey so little,
Your heart is late.
You trail the blazing stars and then -
You stop.

Pale as snow and dark like a jungle,
In the sun her hair glitters like a yellow forest.
A red rose and a white lily,
(And a bright blue sky as an afterthought.)

Beauty in the greatest,
Greatest is the true.
Truth in those who love you.
Love is beautiful.

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