perfect in their imperfection

small orbs of irradessence

smooth on my skin

harkening back to a simpler time

when men were men

and women were women

marked by the purest of jewels

Not diamonds hardened by the weight of the earth

but by pearls

gifts from the ocean

created by irritation

how one small creature can take

one tiny grain of sand

and turn it into a thing of beauty

a small sweet reminder

of how we should be

taking the madness of life

and making it a joy to behold

so i wear them as my reminder

to see things in a different light

and to always be a lady

no matter what the fight



1 Comment

  1. October 28, 2012 at 6:29 pm

    ‘and to always be a lady..’
    a talent indeed

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