I want to give you something beautiful.
And I want to watch as its beauty enters your soul.
I want to see it spread as it begins taking over your body.
I’ve had different glimpses of beauty in different places,
now I want to see what this one will look like in you.
But beauty is elusive like a rabbit.
When I chase it, it runs. When I grasp it, it crumbles.
It is not mine, and never will be.
But sometimes, if I sit still…
and keep myself from desire…
It just might choose to wander up to me.
And if I still remain still
…It might just attack me.
It might joyfully consume me, and take me for Its own.
To be eaten by Beauty, digested and then built into Its bones…
Is this not the dream?
And then being no longer me, but Beauty,
I may wander up to you…
Who knows? I just might attack
God bless you!