Beautiful ... Full on meaningful
Untamed and uncut
It's in you, not your fault
Beauty regenerates inside
Indecisive; decline or abide
It's in the eye of the beholder
And they, they are not your controller
Beauty is not yet to be accepted
But by many to be relented
And love ... Left unspoken
Nothing to the self-minded and supernatural heart
But a token
Unforgiving and never forgotten
Viable proof of what's unforsaken
Not so black and white when it's found
When you fall, you don't make a sound
You won't know what to call it
Not until it's pulling and shocking at your very heart
Not until you're at ease, then demented, then falling apart
Until you're true and ready for what's unraveling
Then your heart races into infinity
Leaving blood in is traveling
Some may never know, may never learn
What sharing the trust of lingering hearts may give in return
Some may never live to see, what love is to be
Appreciation .... is Golden