http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2011/09/midnight-snack-004.html
Today I do not ask for the world
With a wishlist of selfish demands
I desire only life’s bare necessities
Your eyes, your lips, your hands
Life has many a beauty to boast
Some of them glorious and grand
But I’ve found nothing that moves me more
Than your eyes, your lips and your hands
A scalpel and blade, a suture, a tuck
Are not tools of beauty, my friend
If you seek it there then I wish you good luck
On a quest that will never end
Beauty is born of selfless love
It cannot be bought on demand
I’ve been beautiful beneath the touch
Of your eyes, your lips and your hands
Janet Martin
I realize as I penned the words ‘selfless love’
That is an oxymoron…
If it is directed to satisfy one’s selfishness it is not love:
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