Beauty in the Eyes of Nature
No makeup, no filter, no high definition, nothing
Hair falls along my face with waves and flutters in the wind
Skin glistens with oil making radiance sweep across my face
A flash of light robs me of my sight
Suddenly a browned eyed beauty is staring at me from a screen
The face blends in with the nature surrounding it as if it were one
A blemish, a shadow, a red mark make the face unique
A tear falls down the face with the realization of beauty in every aspect,
And a gasp escapes the figure’s lips, for the eyes and face are mine in the screen
For I have described myself, with no filter, for I am beautiful in every way
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