Polluted Goddess Poem by Aaron Lynn

My being repels in disgust
From your dissimilar hideous form.
A repulsion not seen with the eyes,
But felt in my shivering core.
Now you have left me to wonder:
What dimmed the bright light in my stars?
In the end, I perceive you as nothing
But a blind dove immersed in the tar.
The she that I loved has been buried,
But her memory may never burn.
She lingers in the back of my mind
And slowly fades with the feasting of worms.