You are a Sarophan,
that only needs four wings,
cover up the feet with two,
use two more to fly,
no need for the last two,
because you are beautiful,
You are a bright darkness,
I see your darkness as a light,
so turn out the light,
it’s hurting my eyes.
You’re a beautiful disaster,
a fortunate misfortune,
an intended catastrophe,
I delight in your mistakes,
it only makes you more likable,
imperfection is the perfection
I run through your maze,
looking
even though I know I won’t find the way out
I just want to look,
you are my weakness
you begin my slow descent into madness
you keep doing that “Thing”
That you’re oblivious to.
You are yourself,
who you are,
no walls to hide behind
no fancy walls to put up for others to see,
you just are
say nothing,
just be,
That’s all I want.
I want you to be a box,
used and dilapidated,
that way it’s easier,
easier to open you up,
and look inside.
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