The Looking Glass Volume 35 | Seite 61

Beauty of the Unseen

Alexcia Aris

Love me not for my beauty.

Love not my dynamic physique;

adore my vibrant personality,

cherish my witty ways.

Love not my dynamic physique,

because it will wither away.

Cherish my witty ways,

because they'll never fade.

But when my joy wanes

and my days are gloomy and sad,

there will still be beauty in my heart

dancing to the rhythms of my heartbeat.

So praise me for that intangible beauty;

love me not for my beauty.