High and blonde, wind swept hair,

Thin eyebrows and pudgy cheeks,

Deep beyond me your green eyes glare,

Untouched body and refusal to eat,

Soul braised and waning like a solar flare,

Shifted head as one lays in the touch,

Spinning hands on an isolated body,

The boy next door kneads you as his crutch,

Hide your figure, gaze, your key,

Beauty scraped as being too much,

But I see all of it too,

Not through the curtains,

but pressed against the wall of blue,

I know your strives and pains,

Why love won't reflect on you,

Once you cover me I still rest,

Cloaked in desperation you cry,

You know I am nothing without you to exist,

A blessed body by angels, shredded by eyes,

You asleep while others' hunger can't resist.