She is gone

Chastise if you must,
But she is living.
Carry on as you will,
With your existing.

To stay the same is a shame.
We were made to explore.
True explorations do not require you leave your door,
Only beckon you reckon for more.

Pay attention when you look at her,
Her skin so significant.
You will not find her face like that again,
She will have different skin.

Supple it might stay,
Though it quickly goes.
The smile you have given her today,
With due lines may it one day show.