Epitome Of Beauty

I am the epitome of beauty
Not because the rolls of my sides
meets with the curves that are my thighs
Not because I can hold back cries
but because I know when to cry
Because I never give up without a try
I am the epitome of the word
because I’ve heard
what people have said about me
I know what people have done to me
and you still see my sunshiny face
in this place
Because I come when I’m called
Know when to take a pause
Know when to be apalled
I am the epitome of beautiful
because I know the meaning of the word
And I am pleasing to the senses
I am pleasing to those who utilize their sense
and since
the senses of me seeing what the mirror reflect
since the senses of me are hearing one with intellect
Sense this
Don’t forget
Cause sometimes even I forget
That I am the epitome of Beauty

2 Comments

  1. lala said,

    November 3, 2009 at 10:57 am

    i’m not even sure if this person is meant to come off as arrogant or inspirational. haha. but it works.

  2. gabiedenise said,

    November 3, 2009 at 4:15 pm

    Hahaha It’s suppose to be confidence. It’s sorta a reminder to myself and others that I am the TRUE meaning of beautiful. Thanks for the comment! :)


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