Shyness is beautiful.
It is simple,
Yet so complex.
It never longs for attention and devotion,
or feels the urge to be involved.
It doesn’t cry out for you.
Instead,
It waits patiently.
Watching, enduring, observing.
It is beautiful in the way dust particles glisten in the sunlight,
Or how cold rain sticks to a clouded window.
So many features are contained in the word simple,
That it makes the definition questionable.
Because if shyness is beautiful and simple,
And simplicity is complex,
Then why isn’t everything considered
Beautiful?

                              -s.s.

Wilted rose flowers,
late night hours.
Its all the same when it comes to you.
The eagerness of your brain,
gives me great pain.
Simply because,
i want it too.

The efficiently profound words
that intellectually roam around
your natural body with the need
to discover,
uncover things hidden
within me.

-s.s.

She lies on the swaying hammock, watching butterfly’s flutter away.
Her skins glows in the shimmering rays of light, and feels of only smoothness; flawlessness.
Twirling around the lawn with her mother’s hands in hers, like a bird soaring through the infinite blue. She was in complete bliss. So innocent. So unknowing.

And as she grew older, the ecstasy began to fade.
The world continued to revolve around her,
rapidly replacing the naive with the conscious.
The understanding that our creation is malicious diminished her hope until there was nothing left but the mere memories of her childhood.
She longed for the day where life was as simple as those, when pain seemed not to exist.
But although she grew up to realize the misery,
she never stopped watching the butterfly’s flutter away,
into the world of unknown.  

-s.s

You make me greedy,
greedy for your love.
I want to escape the want,
the desire,
the need I have to gain the acceptance of your soul…
but I know the feelings I have for you will never diminish,
no matter what i try to make out of my longing self.
The mere thought of you enthralls me,
Leaving me wanting more.
*I’m not a selfish person,
But when it comes to you,
with others I simply can not share.