Such a beauty, but troubled eyes.
Throw some beauty my way.
Truly unaware is the soul of how alluring it is.
So alone, but piqued of interest.
Throw some love this way.
Adored is the mind of ones who know too much.
Adored are the minds of ones who took the risk.
It's a hard absence.
A hard need, that of can't be satiated.
Such a beautiful being, but lacking in surreal holy omnipotence.

© Junemousonae