I have a friend
dear to my heart
one day
a sunlit afternoon
she gave me a reveal.
Her life as stated
is invisible.
There was disagreement
in my mind
imagining her beauty inherent.
Beauty means stunning,
attraction, pretty and passionate,
an ability to turn heads
if solely drawn by the physical,
yet the term speaks so much more.
I am grateful for her presence,
my hardship is her strength,
that unforeseen impact
her world receives
open are her eyes in our world.
I do in invisibility hold a certain envy
for my world is left with lost integrity.
© Scott F Savage 4/2020
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