The True Beauty

What makes the beauty?

The long, silk, dark hair that hide the imperfection of the skull,

The widened lips that birthed the sparkling bright smile,

Or the succulent dimples?

What makes the beauty?

The long neck that pivots the head,

The black lovely eyes,

Or the pointed nose in angle of elevation?

What exactly makes the beauty?

The breast that spy on the chest?

The buttocks that dwell in safety jealousy?

Or the hips that gave it support?

Not the dark hair that hides the imperfection of the skull,

Or the widened lips that birthed the sparkling bright smile,
Neither is it the breast that spy on yhe chest,
Nor the buttocks that dwell in safety jealousy.

But the dress that shapes the body.