American Beauty
it doesn’t take much to know
to spot a wondrous international mixture
beauty undeniable which cannot be quantified
neither objectively or by eye
reaching into an understanding that transcends words
holding language captive
captivating by mere existence
the fingerprints of creation have cast a memory
There she stands amidst vines and worn blue wooden doors
high heels clear enough that she may have the appearance of air walking
one knee forward in denim blue to curtsy
thumbs in pockets while hands rest on her waist
almost as if she is moving in place
jeans reach the shores of her creamy skin
until stars and stripes protect the charms of her chest
opening up to the valley of ivory where her heart rests
Now sitting on a bench nearby
leaning into eye contact that cannot be denied
she looks intently and starts to curl her hand for her head to sit
the other hand toying with a camera that hangs from her neck
In this moment of enchanting photography
it seems she will tag me back
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