Black paint engulfs them
Green circles surround them...
...shadowing perfect contours
That would otherwise illuminate
The glow in her baby blue eyes.
She hides a perfect kiss behind three shades of red to match the pain of a bleeding heart. This is her beauty defined. A painted canvas of pain and shame, she carefully paints another layer within the defined outline on lips full of love. With each meticulous stroke, this is her beauty defined.
As she slips on a little bit of nothing, her mind wanders to the things that he said; she is proving him wrong with barely anything at all. This is her beauty defined. She feels on top of the world with her three inch spikes and little black dress, barely anything at all covering the pain underneath. This is her beauty defined.
Slipping through the night, he sees her there. Towards the crowd she plasters a smile to cover the pain, by taking slow strides to woo the guys, would be her beauty defined.
She caught his eyes glaring at hers and knew her cover-up would win his attention. She smiled and winked and knew what to think, as she was programmed that way, because her beauty was already defined.
That was her queue, she knew what to do, just walk over and smile. As she walked his way, listening for what he may say, nothing at all. Some indication or invitation would solidify her evening plans.
She never expected that he would have rejected as she stroked his arm with a brush of her hand. He turned to look for something there, besides the glare from her beauty, defined. Desperately seeking someone under her beauty defined, he was searching.
"What is it, sexy man?", she whispered from her painted lips. "Am I all that you've ever dreamed of?" she asked, believing her beauty's defined.
"Just looking", he answered. "She looks much like you if only I could see...", he paused.
She grabs his hand and looks up at him, "honey it's me". "This is what I thought you needed, desperately; someone a little more sexy, so here I am".
"Oh I thought I'd lost you, but I have", he sighed.
Her beauty was defined.
Green circles surround them...
...shadowing perfect contours
That would otherwise illuminate
The glow in her baby blue eyes.
She hides a perfect kiss behind three shades of red to match the pain of a bleeding heart. This is her beauty defined. A painted canvas of pain and shame, she carefully paints another layer within the defined outline on lips full of love. With each meticulous stroke, this is her beauty defined.
As she slips on a little bit of nothing, her mind wanders to the things that he said; she is proving him wrong with barely anything at all. This is her beauty defined. She feels on top of the world with her three inch spikes and little black dress, barely anything at all covering the pain underneath. This is her beauty defined.
Slipping through the night, he sees her there. Towards the crowd she plasters a smile to cover the pain, by taking slow strides to woo the guys, would be her beauty defined.
She caught his eyes glaring at hers and knew her cover-up would win his attention. She smiled and winked and knew what to think, as she was programmed that way, because her beauty was already defined.
That was her queue, she knew what to do, just walk over and smile. As she walked his way, listening for what he may say, nothing at all. Some indication or invitation would solidify her evening plans.
She never expected that he would have rejected as she stroked his arm with a brush of her hand. He turned to look for something there, besides the glare from her beauty, defined. Desperately seeking someone under her beauty defined, he was searching.
"What is it, sexy man?", she whispered from her painted lips. "Am I all that you've ever dreamed of?" she asked, believing her beauty's defined.
"Just looking", he answered. "She looks much like you if only I could see...", he paused.
She grabs his hand and looks up at him, "honey it's me". "This is what I thought you needed, desperately; someone a little more sexy, so here I am".
"Oh I thought I'd lost you, but I have", he sighed.
Her beauty was defined.
Published by Viktorya Hale
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1 Comments
Post a CommentAs lovely as it is sad Men really want more natural women. Less is better.