~~Beauty~~

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb
When one who died for the truth was lain

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty" I replied.
" And I for truth -the two are one we breath are" he said

And so, kinmens met a night,
We talked between the rooms
Until the moss had reached our lips
And covered up our names.

* This poem was written by Emily D. She is my role model.This poem had no title so i give it one. I hope you all like it -Morana*