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Why hath nature created thy divine self? Art thee meant to be ignored? Or embraced Why? Carved with perfection, if only to take away? Thy beauty: is it all an illusion? The beauty I crave, is the beauty thee posses But how could one say? The timeliness of thy beauty; Should I act or refrain, the temptations? Should I adore or disgust, the sensations? How art thee so appealing? Even to a shadowed beast. Thy silky hair and glorious eyes Thy soft heart and softer grace Thy warm words and warmer embrace Thy pleasant odour, thy presence, even more so. How could nature create thy divine self? Why perfect? if only to degrade? How could one resist, how could one abstain? Thy beauty however, I now embrace Ed Salvi
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Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 1:49 AM UTC
Thy Divine Self
Why hath nature created thy divine self? Art thee meant to be ignored? Or embraced Why? Carved with perfection, if only to take away? Thy beauty: is it all an illusion? The beauty I crave, is the beauty thee posses But how could one say? The timeliness of thy beauty; Should I act or refrain, the temptations? Should I adore or disgust, the sensations? How art thee so appealing? Even to a shadowed beast. Thy silky hair and glorious eyes Thy soft heart and softer grace Thy warm words and warmer embrace Thy pleasant odour, thy presence, even more so. How could nature create thy divine self? Why perfect? if only to degrade? How could one resist, how could one abstain? Thy beauty however, I now embrace Ed Salvi
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17/M/Vancouver BC, Canada
Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 1:49 AM UTC
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