Kacie B. Sharpe

Poetry, short prose, & general musings.

To see someone

In their most authentic self

Howling at the moon

Screaming their karaoke song

Dancing like a wild thing

Not Inhibited by time or place

A beautiful vision

Of lost pretenses

A wide grin unable to be wiped away

By snickering giggles or gaping mouths

It is art in humanity

A glimpse of eternity.