A Passing Beauty
A Passing Beauty?
Is beauty all there is to you?
A growing child could yet be true
Though words for you are problems still,
The body's curves precede your will.
There's time; there's time; I wait to see,
I'll still be here if you're for me,
But if not, be a welcomed guest
Enjoy my shelter, take your rest!
But love as can though still a youth,
A soul that loves grows into truth!
Brian Johnston
June 2nd, 2018
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