Perfection, clear to the beholders eye,
At times, going no further,
Stopping skin deep, superficial.
A smear of makeup, of blush, of rouge,
Lipstick strewn with clown-like abandon,
A caricature of what others see.
Every reflection,
Distorted by fun-house mirrors,
Diffusing into an abomination.
Painted by marketing’s ideal,
Airbrushed, made-up, impeccability,
Attempts to compete are fruitless.
Challenging imagination is no competition,
You my love have already won.
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
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Thank you so much for the repost, it is greatly appreciated. :)
Very well said.
Thank you very much. :)
Lovely;)
Thank you very much my friend. :)
Very nice Dom!
I nominated you for the Most Creative Blogger award!
Patty, thank you so much for the nomination. I’m very sorry and I hope that you won’t be offended, but I have stopped accepting awards. The fact that you all like my work and comment when you feel inclined is enough recognition for me.
Very good as usual.
Thank you WB.
Another great poem about an important topic. Good work!
Thank you Cody, I’m glad that you enjoyed my poem.
GOOD STUFF!!!
Thank you very much Jonathan.
Love this piece. fine writing.
Thank you so much, I appreciate that. :)