Biblonde
You’re pretty pretty
I can’t tell you enough
How much water should envy
The contours of your body
And the way your hair looks
Biblonde and damp
After a shower
Meaning seeing naturally
How much I miss that
I do miss you so much
The wonderful feeling
Of having you to touch
I feel like I’ve missed you
For so long
Even while
You’re here
I’m like the water
And envy how
Lovecraftian
You are
You can be beautiful
In any outfit
Trendsetter in
Grey sweaters
Appear anyplace
In my mind
Any time
Is fine to see your face
And think
How gorgeous you are
It’s the soul of my mind’s eye
Missing you is the scar tissue
Left where the eye used to be
Thinking of you, cosmic beauty
Some kind of envy
That you’re somewhere
Where the water and I aren’t
Able to appear
To admire
To heal the missing eye
In my mind
Always thinking of you
Always missing you
A scar to sear
When I can be seen
By Lovecraftian
Cosmic beauty
To awestrike when you’re here
And to be envied when you’re gone
Consume Reality! 