Gorgeous
Well, put together like a puzzle that took time.
Where have you been my whole life?
Are you the manikin in the window only coming to life at night?
A waterfall of beauty gorgeous.
A body chiseled from a magazine picture-perfect.
A botanical garden lit up with lights breath taken.
A psalm tree of shad on a summer day.
Fine grated sand from a beach of wonder you are gorgeous.
If gorgeous could be a production, you would own the leading role.
My final decree would be your profoundly define gorgeous.
This poem is about:
My community