Beauty

A beautiful lady. Elegant. Eloquent. Mystique.

Sophistication lies in everything she does, in every word she speaks.
Blue eyes like the ocean, rosy lips and blushed cheeks.
Dark hair, manicured nails, hips and waist all toned, eyebrows on fleek.

She was a beauty; attractive and captivating but, bound by time.

Gray hair covering heaps of knowledge and experience.
Fragments not phrases, but words of wisdom.
Wrinkled eyes with depth that deprive one of freedom.
Pale cheeks and weak bones but warmth like no other.

She lost her appearance to mountains’ worth of life.
Old to the world, beauty to some.

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