Truly Beautiful, Truly Ugly, Truly in Love

Sun glimmers on her pale skin,
It's white enough to reflect the rays.
Her red hair is curled and clasped back,
But it tumbles over her shoulder.
Her light rose coloured dress skims her thigh,
As she perches on the sill, legs crossed.
Her brilliant green eyes sparkled with tears,
As one tear cascades down her cheek.
He will never see her for what she is.

Truly Beautiful.


He left her at the window sill,
Watched a single tear spoil her composure.
There were no words or final goodbyes,
He turned on his heel and found himself home.
She was there waiting,
All slippery smiles and blonde hair.
Gestures him towards the bedroom,
But he slowly shook his head.
Her foul mouth snapped at him,
Blue eyes flashing with malice as she stormed away.
He gathered his keys and wallet,
He saw her for what she really was.

Truly Ugly.


He ran back to the sill,
The sun no longer shone.
She sat there still,
Eyes dry and face still as she watched him run towards her.
He blew out a long breath,
Ready to spout out all the apologies he had run through his head.
She stopped him just before he could begin,
a slender finger to his lips.
Her eyes bore into his,
And there were no secrets or hidden feelings.
She pulled him in,
And he trembled as their lips met.
Their bodies entwined,
And her fingers grasped his hair.
No words needed to be said,
They both felt it completely

Truly in Love.