novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- will strange new days, striated with strain contain your relocated slang and those incredible eyes? i believe there are different meanings to beauty, like the word pain. you can have emotional or physical pain, and when you're in it who can say which is worse? there are superficial reasons associated with wanting to be called beautiful by someone you can barely look at because it hurts so much to look away. but they are secondary. when i think of someone as beautiful, i can't look at them without thinking of their features as a composite of all the tiny ways i care about them. (in this way, my mother is drop dead gorgeous and gwyneth paltrow looks like a flounder flopping sadly across the bottom of a row boat. and fishermen would show her no mercy because they would not see tangible expressions of their love in her eyes.) it's the small choices, the slights, the little openings that open up to larger trust. i think you are beautiful. 8:14 pm - 08.23.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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