revelations

Written in 1990

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Her black tattooed lips are a sign of great beauty

Perhaps she was very beautiful in her youth

But as she’s aged her looks are still there

These looks show dignity

And her muscles are tense

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Many thoughts lie in the looks of her face

In her eyes I see loneliness

In her face I see sadness

She is desperate for someone to care for

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The boney hands show a long hard life

Her coarse skin from working, reveal her pulsing veins

This poor lady’s life hasn’t been easy

Forever she was working, working, working

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As she sits motionless in the empty room

Her stillness shows extreme patience.

I stare at her, and in her eyes of wisdom

I notice how her looks reveal her intelligence

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Although she never talks about herself

I can look at her face to seek her feelings

I can look at her eyes to find her emotions

I can look at her hands to acknowledge her lifestyle

And I look at her lips to see her true beauty