The destroyed me...

Beauty

Under the beautiful cosmic light,she had fallen asleep,a thin white cloth covering her,

As petals of pink bloosom fell on her,the sweet scent enchanting him to her..

He looked at her,the woman who lied naked,under that thin white cloth,standing afar..

Her heaving bosom,her long hair dancing along the wind,falling,from the branch she had fallen asleep on..

She woke up,turned her face,towards him,her eyes calm,without a ripple..

Yet in her heart,there was a storm,that appeared in her heart,everytime he was near..

Are you enchanted,dear,she asked,her smile reminded him of a demon..

And he left,without looking back,as the white cloth fell,and all was left behind,

Was marks,criss crossing her skin,painting her,making her a beauty..