why can't you figure out how to unravel her mind
as quickly as you do the straps holding up her dress
unlucky for you,
the girl you've laid eyes on
craves the tenderest kind of sweetness
the kind you only find wrapped
in trust and innocence.
if you asked me,
I'd say,
            "honey, you're looking for love in the wrong place"
yet, your eyes dart down instead of up into the light
but see, even then, I don't think you’re blind
you're simply complacent
unable to see your debility
in recognizing true, mysterious beauty
for where your eyes see *******
lies a soul, a chasm
of infinite depth,
illuminated by sunlight.
if you were able to finally see it,
you'd quiver and shake in delight.