Breathe

There she was, Encircled by callow leaves Still wet behind the ears. Amidst her beauty I Was tantalized with false Security. Now flourishing, Her disguise was complete. Hiding what lay beneath her Beautiful sea green masquerade. Concealing her repulsiveness As the sands sank down Her exquisite strands of hair faded And the jade washed out into Multihued, aged foliage which Swindled the untrained eye. Then, The unveiling of a beast began. The deep auburn fingers, which clenched her mask With a spiteful intent, gripped ever so tight. The bitter iced winds never broke to false beauty. Stripped of the splendor and proved only the unadulterated form, Insisted that I gaze upon the arrival of truth, I watched it. Pondered it. A moment frozen in time, As if the hourglass was filled with stones. I can now breathe