Beautiful
Beautiful
I know it pains you
To be called beautiful
It tortures you
To hear what you believe
To be lies on the rampage
and attempts to pillage
Your sacred loins
But beautiful you are
In a myriad of ways
It is a weighty burden you
Will have to yoke
No matter the time you spend
Wandering this waking dream
You ponder the situation
"What does he desire from me?"
and "What is his motive?"
even "Is he mocking me?"
The naked truth is that you are beautiful
Every flaw is another infinity
Added to the equation
Of your character
Every disaster another monument
To your humanity
And every kiss you bestow a prayer
Inside the temple of my desire.
(C)2009 Craig Allen Hinkle
I know it pains you
To be called beautiful
It tortures you
To hear what you believe
To be lies on the rampage
and attempts to pillage
Your sacred loins
But beautiful you are
In a myriad of ways
It is a weighty burden you
Will have to yoke
No matter the time you spend
Wandering this waking dream
You ponder the situation
"What does he desire from me?"
and "What is his motive?"
even "Is he mocking me?"
The naked truth is that you are beautiful
Every flaw is another infinity
Added to the equation
Of your character
Every disaster another monument
To your humanity
And every kiss you bestow a prayer
Inside the temple of my desire.
(C)2009 Craig Allen Hinkle