NaPoWriMo Day 7: Nile's Tritina

He knows I don't know how to breathe without effort anymore
He knows a sin can exceed its limit within
So If the words you spoke appeared on my skin, would I still be beautiful

You never want your authenticity to be anything but beautiful
Time will not be a whisper into an old man's ears anymore
With a 3rd eye palpitating gaze within

My body is now a desert you won't be able to survive within
I grow with my flaws and they are still beautiful
So fuck the sun if it doesn't want to live in the lining of my skin anymore

The joy within doesn't look less  beautiful anymore.