Beauty
Most priceless possession ever present
Quality that never came and went
For beauty, much life has been spent
Fighting for what was heaven sent
Helen-a picture of perfection
A flawless figure in her reflection
Vibrance radiating in every direction
A penetrating arrow as an interjection
The clock strikes again but the beauty doesnt leave
From this goddess's grasp, my heart I wish to retrieve
It's a lost cause, beauty conquers all
My own legs give in, I cannot help but fall
