i watched you beneath roughly painted skies and blank stars,
whilst the grandeur of your very being tinged the barren wasteland I considered a horizon.
you had become a rather ravishing view,
one worthy of every caliber.
but, that’s not all.
your words pave their way through the boundless complexity of my thoughts,
igniting a sudden flame that burns through the barriers of my indolence,
leaving scars of words with the markings from a pen on plain paper.
tell me the darkness concealed within,
and allow me to unveil your demons and depraved reveries,
through compositions of guilty pleasures and sinful fantasies.
corrupt me with the essence your very fragility,
as you cling onto the abyss of your own storms and shadows,
with the façade of haven and harmonious symphonies.
personal, sincere—
i find beauty in the way you bleed.
February 16, 2018 Painting by unknown
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