- S.Ch.
Pretty, but
I have often crossed a pair of eyes
that look into my eyes
and I can read in them
"pretty, but"
I could read in those eyes a certain
validation
of the natural curves of my shoulders
the dancing lines of my bones
the reflect of the sun on my skin
I have been deceived by the lips that wanted mine for their pride
without any further interest than undressing my soul
without any interest in contemplating my soul
I am horrified by the arms eager to hold me
without desiring me
only desiring the instant with me
I am terrified of the cold look
that measures by eye what the imagination touches
that does not see what can not be measured by gold or silver
but with hours and patience
The "pretty, but" has already hit me when hands without truth caressed
my thirsty hand;
found resected sooner after.
My whole being suffers from the "pretty, but" which approuves the flesh and condemns the spirit
Such a cruelty it is to felt loved-without-love in one's packaging
not being able to delight in the depths of the desire
of the other's heart
of the depth
of the truth
Oh, what a pity ! She can be pretty in the sight of man, but she can lack of something for the judges' approval
It is the appearance's judgement
What a pity, certainly ! When, miserable, we hear the lies of a bleak future, when we believe that the "pretty, and" of some people will change our reality
What sorrow, my Lord and my God, to not know that in You there is no "pretty" nor "but", there is only kindness and truth, because the time and the body are dust before your eyes and the value hides within the heart
of those in love
with your name

Credit Photo : Peter Fogden
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