She puts glitter around her eyes.
It's like a solar system of beauty...
She has these golden star-bursts around her pupils,
So they look like two massive eclipses.
You know you shouldn't stare but you can't turn away.
Getting ****** into the wonder, you can't see the danger brewing.

Something so hard to find, Something so impossible to plan.
It could never last as long as you would hope.
All that's left is vacant scribbles on the page.
Memories and feelings.
Pure, unfiltered Inspiration.