Golden Girl

My friend, do you know how bold you are? I look beyond your invisible scar, You flutter like butterflies in spring When given the chance to bring A rare smile across my face Ever since I lost my grace, Without you, the world would be A colourless painting oh! So lonely So I tell the mortals, look beyond her ways Bet you cannot survive in her maze… Look beyond the horn-rimmed glasses, The frame hiding her eyes from masses From seeing change in abundance Or the tentacles of her loved ones Follow the secret contours of greed, Snatch her imagination and pay no heed Look beyond the white shirt, The buttons refrain from the exotic flirt From breathing some fresh air, Or smelling the rain-kissed bare Bathe in the sunshine for many carefree days, Or let go and set the veils ablaze! My friend, do you know how bold you are? I look beyond your invisible scar, Your torrents underneath, one cannot bind And the silly snobs will never find The world we share in our golden blues The most colourful, in black and white hues.