Photo of a woman

A beautiful creature,
With eyes that speak
Of a chasmic tapestry,
Forcibly buried and discarded.
She laughs with abandon
And dances to the clink
Of the raucous tambourines;
Albeit, I sense a falter
In her impetuous steps
Sans that piteous attempt
To smother a yelp.
She plaintively wishes
That no one notices
The traces of weakness,
Threatening to unfold–
In truth, she’s one
Of the prettiest women
I’ve ever met;
Yet, also the saddest.