You have charcoal on your eyelids
And dust inside your heart,
Your blood, stale and thicking,
Your mind quickly falling apart.
Yet your beauty is astonishing,
With your crooked hair and shaggy teeth,
A million miles inside your eyes,
Telling stories of love and grief.
I spotted you from afar,
And I hoped that you were him,
But when you turned and showed your face,
My light of hope went dim.
You were not the man I was looking for,
And I doubt if I shall find him again,
I just thought to tell you that you are still beautiful,
Just a man amongst the thousands of men.