WHEN YOU'RE YOU

The eyes are a window, crystal clear to show a mosaic of light, the colors glinting like waves in the ocean, and the shadow of birds in flight soaring across the shallow ends, and only the clouds to keep you company in the night. And the smile, how it crinkles your eyes like a flower set on display, in a case, aging with time, how it blooms with your heart at each line. And the words, how they tumble through the cracks, symphonic and symbolic with each syllable, how they radiate, how they glow, how they create ripples across the grass and hurricanes amongst the trees, how it shows your inner beauty, through your words, your smile, your eyes, genuine without a mask, you are beauty (you’re beautiful when you’re you) ~h.m