The volcanoes of your conceit erupted
Although lava ablazed me
Adversity smitted me with frostbite
The magnets of your all- pervasive nature sharpened
I was a needle in a haystack
Although winds blew me off loose
Generosity smitted me to stay aloof
My visage shows nuances from the heart
And you're skilful artist enough
To show my countenances from your brain
You might now be a herd-robber
But I precisely must be a phantom..

a tickle in my cheeks forms,
as a smile drapes across my face.
light shimmers in my eyes ,
as i stare into the sun.
the sun is blonde and kind,
and smiles when i smile.
did you know the sun has eyes?
i did.
theyre quite beautiful actually.
the sun is soft,
you dont burn from its touch,
but it definitely lights a fire.
a fire that begins from the deepest inside
and spreads quickly to your surface.
that tickle in your cheeks?
it never goes away.
that smile sprawled across your face?
permanently singed onto you.
so you squint as you stare at the sun
because you never want to lose that feeling.

I want to be
So in love
With someone
That I smile ridiculously wide
Just at the mere thought
Of his name

I want to be
So in love
With someone
That I shiver
Just at the mere thought
Of his hands
Gently caressing my
Cheeks
Gently tracing my
Bottom lip
Gently pressing against the edges of my
Jaw
Gently moving across my
Collarbone
Gently stroking my naked
Shoulder

I want to be
So in love
With someone
That I melt
Like chocolate in a s'more
Just at the mere thought
Of his hands
Gently intertwining
Against mine

But at the end of the day
Are you proud of what you see
Staring back at you
As you stare at yourself
In a rose-colored mirror?

As you stare
Not at your flesh
But at your soul
Because looks can be deceiving
And your flesh is a master
At deception
But your eyes see beyond
The unmoving mask that your flesh
Portrays to the outside world

So I ask you
Are you proud of what you see
As you stare
Truly stare
At yourself in a mirror
That's no longer stained
The color of a rose