Eve

BEAUTY.EVEN as on some black background full of night And hollow storm in cloudy disarray, The forceful brush of some great master may More brilliantly evoke a higher light; So beautiful, so delicately white, So like a very metaphor of May, Your loveliness on my life's sombre grey In its perfection stands out doubly bright.And yet your beauty breeds a strange despair, And pang of yearning in the helpless heart; To shield you from time's fraying wear and tear, That from yourself would wrench apart, How save you, fairest, but to set you where Mortality kills death in deathless art?I'm a bit of a snob, Strict, and old fashoined kind of attitude... but once you get to know the real me you might say i'm not the person that i've just typed above... All I can say is Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder... It's not what is in the outside but rather what's in the inside...