Beauty Is
Beauty is
The freckles forming constellations
On our bodies
Thus proving
We come from the stars
Beauty is
The laughter escaping our lungs
loud and raucous
Showcasing the sound
Of utter joy
Beauty is
The hair raising on the backs of our necks
When we hear a good song
Forming a window
To what touches our soul
Beauty is
Authentic
Beauty is
Raw
Beauty is
Us
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