The Windows of the Soul
Because she
is beautiful,
she can safely play
with her own ugliness.
So I played with
her wit by juggling some words
that criticized and teased her
indifference.
I hurriedly search for words that would pacify
the injured vanity of a woman,
the injured vanity of a woman,
"Yours are eyes that can melt anyone's heart,"
I wrote,
"What could be more beautiful than that?"
"Thank you", she said.
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