Heartwrenched, abominable,
a tear in the fabric of self.
The tapestry stained, bloodied
with emotions I did not ask for
but you have provided.

Oh great goddess, beauty divine,
why have you forsaken me?
Parting the heavens after your storm
to cast down a ray of temptation,
a cloud of splendid serenity
to rest and rise up upon into your paradise.

Ah, the sight of you conjures feelings of salvation,
a relinquishing of one's self into the other.
A soul, an essence, a being
that I have become entranced by.
An insatiable hunger to consume
every thought, no matter how trivial,
for it is a realm I thought too foreign
to exist outside my own self.

Enraptured, I hang on to every breath you speak.
Like an endless supply of enlightenment,
a serene brook of beauty flows from your lips.
And I recite a prayer under my breath,
whispering to the cosmos, that a mortal man like I
can capture your attention even for a moment,
for I can spend a lifetime in that single second.

And by some miracle it came true!
Granted a chance to court Aphrodite herself.
But now I am burdened, my dear
by your receiving of my existence,
for I know I am not worthy of your grace.
And my glimpse into your beautiful tenderness
has rendered me hopeless.

Mourning my own incompetence,
my inability to offer you something more.
Burying short lived dreams of perfection.
Everything I have wished for and more
in my grasp yet so far away.

You personify the bloom of life in all its beauty.
And I, the epitome of a withering fool,
with hands too rough to hold you near,
shall only sing my song to you
for its all I have to give.