The ache of beauty

Dashing by
your wounds
caught my eye.
I stopped,
struck
by the scars
scored deeply
into your surface

The beauty of your ravaged countenance
the fragility of life
and the strength of it,
both evident
on your façade
caused my heart to throb
with bittersweet knowing.

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