Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Beauty Taste Like©

Beauty tastes like sweet sex
On a rainy night
Candles burning their skin away
Lights beaming on our naked bodies
As we raise the temperature
Slippery wet skin meeting for the first time
That is beauty
In the eyes of the beholder

Beauty tastes like
Sweet poetry
Engulfed in the way it presents itself
And your spoken words
Penetrates me
Like metamorphosis stages

I taste beauty in the way you love me
For better or for worse
We link our beauty
And portray it as literature
So we can reminisce when the night gets cold

Beauty tastes like
Licking the canvas from the paint
I corrected
Cause I painted a perfect picture of you
And that is beauty
Potent even; the way your eyes
They sink through me
Taking in every aspect of my beauty
Blushes escape

Your beauty shines through in every form
Even with knitted brows
From  the internal to external part of you
your beauty tastes like.....

Written and copyright by: Grace Aitcheson


Sincere Thoughts Poetry said...

Beautiful, wish I had some, shit

Eqlektik said...

Beauty is indeed in the eyes of the beholder. Your concept of beauty was aptly depicted in this piece. Truly beautiful writing.

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