how beautiful you look ,
in all your many forms of passion .
from the lust that burns brighter than all the stars in the sky ,
when seeing my clothes fall shortly to the floor .
to the anger that pierces through your entire body when you notice him staring at me in a way only you should .
let's not forget happiness ,
and the way they're are blessed moments when your whole entire body ratifies itself with so much joy it's breathtaking .
but there's also that sadness i've seen pass through you ,
like a bad meal ,
or dark shadow .
your entire being stop's itself and shuts down .
it's scary .
your filled with so many beautiful things .
yet .
hate is still what overflows you ,
comes pouring out of every crease of you ,
not afraid of who it spills upon .
why .?
