Wonders

You don’t just look at wonders
You stare
I am a poet
Don’t judge my fixated glare

You don’t lack words
You lack intension
There is beauty in microns
It just needs your attention

You can express
You can choose not to
But you can not
That is not true

There are words
Which are subjective
You see it yourself
With different objective

A glimpse can define beauty
A stare can define nuances of it
A statement can be true
But it may not hold the truth

When I first laid eyes on you
I described you as beautiful
But you will not know
Why? 

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