Beauty
It is the childish birthmark upon the line of the jaw
The golden hues of teddy-bear hair where
Weak sunlight shines at just the right moment.
The delightful curve of the button nose as
Bold colours dance upon her eyes.
It is the delicate arch of collarbone just visible
Under the cream-and-roses skin
The river of gold and red and burnt orange strands through
The afternoon haziness of late summer sun like
Fire in the wind.
Beauty is the sweep of dark feathers brushing cheek and eye
The feline features of face framed with cherry locks
The yellow ochre of freckles dappled across the apples of cheek.
It is the graceful contours of lip, the crease
of her eye where sunny laughter reigns.
Beauty.