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.

 

 

by Philip Wardlow 2015