Dear Beauty Poem by 'Merse' Mersedes III

Dear Beauty
Dear Beauty,
Thee so miraculous
I so hideous,
I wish I was of you
Thou shall be adored
No more masks to cover,
What is hidden within?
Thou have eyes that sparkle
What is beneath, cannot be seen
For I have too many things
That crawls underneath this skin
If I were you, would I rule?
All the riches at my feet
Just because of what they see
Would that make me pleased?
Oh, but you don’t know
The power that I seem to control
I no longer see the beauty in you
Those words are too strong to be beauty
They are hideous, not I
The actions, throbbing, all the deem
For I am too beauty to be in
What is to be shown surface of you
Gold may sparkle and rare to the world
But can it hold you and be care to you?