Green Dress

Your green dress Accentuates,
gives living, sweet voice
To your body.
It's contours, shapes,
secret places;
I want so see them.
Greed and lust and torment
All together beat upon me
And I am reduced
I have been seduced by
A shadow called beauty.
A shadow can never belong to
Cannot be held onto
But I pursue
Chase after
Leaving my pride and dignity behind
I become like an animal
Rabid and wild
Uncontrollable, mad, insatiable desire.
In pursuit I lose minutes, Hours, years.
My life is disappearing
From right before my eyes
But I do not care I cannot care
Because what good am I
if I'm In pursuit but never Capture my prize.
I will keep on Running
I will run all my life
I've been running all these years now
I will run till the day I die.
Poor man
Poor, poor man.
To look upon you trapped in your Animal ways
Drives old rusted nails Into my heart.
Can't you see that Your running after shadows?
I know Because I too once ran after them,
Just like you; I never caught one and neither will you.
Because beauty cannot be had
Beauty cannot be worn
Beauty cannot be purchased
Beauty cannot be earned
Beauty cannot be desired
Except by maybe a few
Who have over time
Abandoned their pursuit of shadows
and learned;
That beauty is not the in the flames of fire
Or that which the fire burns
But beauty is found somewhere between
The two Sitting next to the fire
Together Keeping warm.