For Beauty

I miss the raw salaciousness she’d share
I loved her sensuality, divine
If we were still together, I’d be there
If I could change my past she’d still be mine
The future dissipated when I fell
and broke my body; broke my mind, my brain
If Beautiful would listen, I would tell
her my regret and how I went insane
To leave her love and beauty, I was mad
I feel it now as much as I did then
But I remember all the joy we had
I wish that we could live that joy again
My second life deserves a second try
to give her all my love before I die.

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