Smothered By Beauty - Poem by Crimson Love
Beauty rests within
the eyes - metaphorical grotesqueness,
the iris of disfiguring beauty,
never is truly what is seen.
We know beauty to be the physical,
yet how are we truly a people of vision?
When we deem an imprefecton ugly?
You need'nt be so beautiful
but you are- even when everything around you,
stay's as ugly as my deadened heart.
Everything inside, aswell as outward.
remains more beautiful,
than that of any field of flowers,
or any starry night,
If your not with me my moon
does not wayne,
my sun shall not rise,
my heart will weep with pain.
Past the blood it once longed
to drown in,
I remeber the beauty,
I know to be your love.
This is the only fate I long for'
forever swallowing gulps of your heart,
drowning within your love-
I only wish to be smothered.
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