Sure fix for pores and skin spots; tentative results with your porous past that never stays sealed
Smooth’s flyaway strands; never sleek enough when hit by realization gusts
Pretty eyelids with peony shades; bags underneath tell the tale
Juice mask tranquility for 30 mins; before bitterness hits the palate
Crushed petals on eager pristine sheets; a nauseating loneliness still lingers after the spa
Scrubbing extracts leave a glow; doubtful belief embers a fire
Infusing complex oils heal except when enticing coarse remnants of your skin; flowing into furrows of bruises and broken veins
Eau de toilette spritz uplifts; fritters away as imminent notes of fatigue takeover
Hydrated and wrinkle cared for with a full service manipulation; but nothing plugs that relentless fountain of toxics
Beauty trapped in every swath of your being awaits a release; offering permission and persuasion does not need a spa appointment
This piece of literature would be interpreted differently by different readers
For me beauty does not need a spa appointment-reminds me of Keats beauty which is everlasting
You have a way to express your inner feelings
God be with you -my dear dear child
papa
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