You looked too close, you made the mistake
You saw how smooth her bones were shaped
Now you cannot seem to look away!
You saw the light twinkling off her face
Now a dreadful feeling of pain awaits
Her hues of silver drift around the bend
Her sultry song will never end
You search the empty lacuna over again
Though knowing the gold you'll never win
So grasp gently at curdled sins!
Let the cold seep through your skin
And remember her symmetry
As you're reaching out to empty wind