is beauty superficial?

I was there
and couldn’t figure out
exactly what
she was speaking of
what she was seeing

then looking
through her eyes
I was able to grasp on
something
an elusive
something

holding on to it
suddenly I was
submerge
by a chilly feeling

out of joy
I started crying

I was seeing it
I was seeing the beauty
she was seeing

I saw myself

© Marie Cornellier 2012

Images de femmes, Mordecai-Richler Library, Montreal, March 3 – 18 2012

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