But I Love You?

Your beauty is unoriginal And it unoriginally takes my breath away. When I saw you, our eyes did not meet Creating Manic ripples of uncontrollable fears Concerning my shortcomings. Your beauty as it goes Allows you a life free from expectations Selfish lovely thing. Attaining forgiveness with your thick lashes Who could stay mad? You are driving me mad. Customarily unaware of your power, My body explodes when strands are swept from you face. Millions of my little pieces sticking to white walls Slowly sliding down Creating red roads And yet your world is undisturbed. I wait Religiously Possibly knelt down . . . if you so desire For your words. As if they could gain me admission When they fall from your mouth with delicious unattachment, Such distance. And I scurry around you catching them with a sieve. But you are so beautiful That I wait for your acknowledgement Of my own worth.