It Is No Accident

She said what she meant.
And it is no accident,
She represents a reality...
Uncovered by deceit.
Or lies to keep,
Truth fantasized!
The soul of a mate...
That embraces one vision,
Historically denied...
To reflect an honesty.
And correct those flaws kept hidden,
Behind a false and flaunted pulchritude!
Two preview that can and will,
Rise above disguises!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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