L is not for the way you look at me
o is for everything that’s not me
woe is me
b is for everything beautiful outside of my realm
no need to search for it deep in my eyes
it takes a million years to get there, and to see it
hiding behind all this is beauty
behind the barricade of lips
that shut in silence
your measure from me is unmeasurable
a cacophony of nonsense that doesn’t take us anywhere
but to think of you
you exist
I feel you
Samasya Tapasya 