Terribly Beautiful


I perceive no blemish on your face,
This, a morsel of your sweet simplicity.
All things present in predestined place.
It's beginning to tear away at me.
The way you walk, and think, and talk.
Swift, and balanced-slow and soft.
The way you breathe.inhale, exhale with such ease,
It's beginning to tear away at me.
Nothing ventured, nothing lost.
Always"all-in," regardless of cost.
Spoils not important, though the giving must be.
It's beginning to tear away at me.
Desire:the blessing. Fulfillment? The curse.
Pursuit begets hopefulness, success ends our search.
This foolish conundrum of man rules the earth.
It's beginning to tear away at me.

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