your epitome of beauty lies in the ocean
in the beach and sand
in the winds that blow the shores close
your beauty is held by the sun
bright and shining
laying itself across ur skin and face
pulling the blood to the surface you feel it
however my beauty sleeps with the lakes
in the forest and mud
in the rocks and trees that trickle close
my beauty is held by the moon
glowing and beaming
laying itself across my body and heart
releasing my soul to the surface
you feel it