You're so
afraid of what
they might think
even though
your cheeks are rosy
and your wrists
are perfect
Your eyelashes are
in a row
and your veins take
vermillion
crimson
cadmium blood
to your heart.

You're so afraid
of what they might
think
but you
can feel
the moon light
the sun light
the morning, dusky, midnight
light on
every inch of you.

and you believe in
miracles.
and you believe that
light will always win.
My God, that means
you're perfect and it
means that
I'm in love.