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That kind of beauty
She’s beautiful,
that fun kind of beauty.
The kind of beauty that drags you laughing by her side
Electric, a 9-volt battery to the tongue.
Blonde, brunette, or redhead who cares what fucking color
for she brings them all out in you.
How can you refuse
that kind of pulse
that finds your own.
That sync,
And sweet unsuspecting syncopation
to a spirit you desperately want
to get to know.
That kind of beauty
needs to be explored.
So stop.
Hear her heart
Shut out the noise
Take her hand.
and just let
her be.
that fun kind of beauty.
The kind of beauty that drags you laughing by her side
Electric, a 9-volt battery to the tongue.
Blonde, brunette, or redhead who cares what fucking color
for she brings them all out in you.
How can you refuse
that kind of pulse
that finds your own.
That sync,
And sweet unsuspecting syncopation
to a spirit you desperately want
to get to know.
That kind of beauty
needs to be explored.
So stop.
Hear her heart
Shut out the noise
Take her hand.
and just let
her be.
Published 8th May 2015
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9th May 2015 6:41am
10th May 2015 10:15pm
10th May 2015 3:17am
That picture hauntingly reminds me of someone ... It's the eyes of mi brujita ... Great ode
10th May 2015 10:15pm
Thanks....and the picture was just vague enough to draw upon many women...:)
10th May 2015 3:23am
Too many want to pluck the flower in ownership vs allowing it to flourish naturally. Nicely done.
10th May 2015 10:14pm
17th May 2015 2:06am
I love this, some of your lines don't fit with the rest of the poem. They are a little out of sync, I would suggest a more standard spacing, the last line has a lot of impact, and I love it.
17th May 2015 2:13am
