At first I thought about the body.
Beautiful but cold.
Is it grey or black? Or is it yellow?
I don't know.

So I thought about the hair.
Pretty and a trap.
Might be long or short,
Or purple with red dots.

I thought about the eyes.
Loud and critically.
That's all I've got.

I'm thinking about souls.
I have no words.
I wish of freedom
But all I see are ghosts

So what's there to love?
Maybe nothing
maybe all of this
and more.
I don't know
But honestly,
neither do your thoughts.