The Ugliest

You are a fantastic sufferer, A passionate star striker-heightening my tears to happiness How I wish for merely a moment, that I could forget all my fears And allow myself to imagine your warm arms around me Telling me "Alone you never be in this fight against the maggots" And I would lay my head against you in peace, Calmed by your heavenly inhalations For once knowing, I never fight in the solitary despair of Alone Reaching peaks of patience, I long to remove memories of the unattainable Had his green eyes only met my own again... Yet well I know, the dark intense eyes that see me, Would admonish and feed me With wisdom and excitement far superior than the offerings of kings That claw my back in lust, and promise impossible things An obsession far more potent than the wines I never drink Do not make me cling into the furies of obsession again Let me know you feel the same Or else I will lay my head against the rocks, Cradled by unpredictable seas Laboring in merciful grief, I seek the truth Because whatever the answer, I will always admire you Leave me alone.... Or Forever be my own "Demons cry because they know your beauty surpasses the ugliest-- the most glorious."