Shadowed beauty

I’m a memorial women, Closed eyed and hair dyed. So soft spoken a shadowed beauty in a undying fame, closed off from locked glances but showed off to popes’ faces.

I’m a beauty a beauty within the earth covered soil, Hidden beneath the loud cry’s and isolated rooms .Under lock and key for safety I’m the women you see.

Did you hear me, I said I’m the women you see I’m no fake women in a solid frame.

I breathe and I even see. I’m the women I’m the women you see. Yes that’s me I’m the women that you see in the shadowed frame covered in leaves.