I am Beauty..

Close your eyes,

touch my face.

Run your hands over my skin

weathered, rough

in shades of brown & gray.

My horns,

marble smooth, gnarled,

shaped & molded

by the giant loving hands of evolution

or an ancient God.

I walk on limbs,

thick, three toed

through a green world & cast a golden eye

as I pass you by...

I am... Beauty.

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by Bettina Hayes