oh my Allure,
where have you gone?
I've searched every heaven for you and you are here to be found.
you have such radiancy people are fond of,
such a magnetic force people care for,
yet you whimper all day by looking at your reflection
is there something wrong in your sensation?
if beauty can be stolen it will be first yours to be lost.
your eyes are as mystical as stories i used to read,
your hair as soft as clouds i travelled by,
your intelligence as vast as ocean
so why do you cry
at words that pass by