First poetry post in ages <3
Indescribable
Perhaps it was the cracks in her lips
that oozed pretty crimson,
or that way her hair
always stuck up in odd places.
Maybe it was how she chewed
her nails down so far
her fingertips bled.
Could it be her musty clothes?
Matted down with grime and
stinking of stale cigarettes.
Possibly it was because she was
an enigma, with eyes that shone
bright blue in the sun.
Or was it her pale skin,
soft with the curves of a real woman?
And guess after guess,
I am wrong,
for beauty is indescribable.
