Beauty are not what  we see

Beauty are not what we think 

Beauty are what we create 

They are inner most to us

They are self curative 

They are self efficacious 

If a man tells you I love you 

What if he lies 

If a woman tells you I love you

What if she lies

Beauty from human words could die 

Beauty only crested by you from within last 

I live to to go sleep but do note 

Only beauty crested by self will take one to expected haven 

Good night loved one 

By James kehinde the Poet