They say it lies simply in the eye Of the one whos view espies Yet truth be told it's your to hold And without you it withers and dies In you it finds meaning and consequence A purpose true and bold Where others aspire to gain it's eye You've retained it at no expense The amazing fact remains to me How easily you hold it in check Where to some it remains a commodity To you it's just a simple fact So to you who makes it effortless To keep its secrets your sacred duty My worship I give so tireless For you are the Goddess of BEAUTY
Desire Divine
Hours spent in it Yet still no understanding of it A lifetime spent in search of it Yet no recognition shown when found Nights spent in dream of it Yet grasp escapes in the waking hours Vowing to hold it tight when found Yet allowing it to blow away with the wind Chasing it relentlessly Yet turning away before the race is won Professing to understand it Yet unable to explain it Swearing your done with it Yet jumping back into it Being so afraid of it Yet unable to live without it All this is the truth and the definition of LOVE Or maybe it's not what do I know??