"Beyond the Surface"
Why does everything these days drip with desire,
Every glance, every word, setting sparks to the fire?
Can we not admire without the weight of lust?
Build connections on bonds, on compassion, on trust?
I miss when the mind was the true allure,
When your thoughts, your dreams, were the essence of pure.
When a laugh told a story, a smile held a clue,
And your heart was a treasure that shone brightly through.
Now it’s all cropped pictures, curated displays,
Moments reduced to fleeting clichés.
What happened to depth, to soul-driven art?
When did we stop seeing the beauty in heart?
I long for the days when I’d ask about you,
Your favorite book, the skies you’ve walked through.
What keeps you up at night, what brings you peace?
What’s your wildest dream? Your simplest release?
Don’t get me wrong—I see beauty in skin,
But true radiance lies in the spark within.
It’s the way you think, the kindness you show,
The way you rise after life’s heavy blow.
I crave conversations that dance and ignite,
Words that stretch into the quiet of night.
Not just about bodies or physical ties,
But the galaxies hidden behind your eyes.
Why do we settle for surface, for sheen,
When beneath lies a universe vast and serene?
I want to love deeply, beyond what is seen,
To hold your spirit, not just the dream.
Let’s rewrite the narrative, break from the mold,
Find love in the tender, the brave, and the bold.
Because beauty fades, but character grows,
And the heart is where the truest light glows.
So tell me your story, your struggles, your song,
Let’s build something lasting, something lifelong.
Because your mind, your soul—that’s the real prize,
The kind of beauty that never dies.
