Wednesday, September 04, 2013
For k.h.
It is not about how beautiful you are, but about how beautiful you become.
There is always a phrase, another syntax to synchronize into sibilant sense. There is for ever and anew some lucubration. Teased and tormented into a sussuration that must find escape through the blowhole of my creativity.
There are always words to meld with other words, and essays and epistles to etch on the ivory of your skin and the tourmaline of your extremities.
You do this to me, with the ease and deftness of a practiced enchantress. You do this to me by just being. By being you - and none other.
Surely there are more beautiful words, just as there are women more beautiful, fairer and more fortunate.
"But users are always beautiful."
And it is never objective, never just about the person. It is not how beautiful you are....
...but how beautiful my words make you.
About how beautiful you become
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