Beautiful Girl

She was beautiful and perfect,
despite knowing things less than perfect about her.
She comes across as well put together,
as close to perfect as one can get.

Then I saw her slowed down,
exposed and opened up to me,
saw every part of her,
all that keeps her closed off.
It was then that she was even more beautiful.

As she sits there "starfishing",
laughing at herself,
calling herself awkward,
she has completely won me over,
showed me herself at her most beautiful.

She'll never understand it,
how her complete realness,
letting me see that,
is what gives her the greatest beauty.

On the surface...
I love her hair,
its red and curls.
her eyes,
the glass blue.
But seeing her flaws,
letting me that close.
to see her heart,
into the soul of her being,
that is when I am astounded by her beauty.