Beauty seems to be more noticeable when your mind is calmed.
Like the earth and all of creation seem to come in focus to you
and the movements of a woman as she walks and the sound of her voice
seem to travel off and echo in your ears like a beautiful song,
and reminds you of a past love
that is long gone.
I tend to zone out when thoughts begin to clash in my mind
and religion becomes a harder concept to grasp.
Loves from the past tend to come to mind
and the same movie plays and rewinds.
Had feelings for them, but in the end it the case was the same,
as my lust for another could not be tamed.
I don’t wanna mention her name
but for the time being, I’ll call her Beth.
Beauty was her, but not something she’d claim.
An original work of art that would stand out everywhere.
A girl different from the rest of the girls.
A pure soul that would turn into sinful thoughts.
would make you drift into fascination.
seemed like everyday subjects.
Conflicts against religion and carnal desires
seemed to be the only thing on my brain.
We were so different,
yet we were made for each other.
Though I knew we wouldn’t end up together,
I spent every day holding her forever.
Written on May 2, 2012
Composition number: 412