Beauty is a summers' night,
with stars shining as diamonds, so bright!
Beauty is a still, glassy lake
Always reflecting what we make.
Beauty is inside the soul
One must go deep to find the gold.
Beauty is the dancing waves
That pound our beings into perfect caves.
Beauty must not be kept silent
Yet when let out, it must not be violent.
Beauty, true beauty, is deep inside
To get and give this gift, you must decide.
Beauty
© Copyright: Анастсия Баховская, 2004
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