Today I was catching up with my reader after being away for a while, and I came across this post by my dear friend Paul and it triggered me to write about this.
Sad as it is…

Your destructive beauty
conquers every muscle in my body.
This masterpiece of what you are
reminds me of a fragile flower –
the subtle curves
and ever-changing colours…
Just like a swarm of stinging jellyfish,
that hypnotise my soul,
I’m forced
to aimlessly devote my mind
to a fruitless hope.
You’re fatal.
Like a stunning woman.
All evil things are blessed
with being pretty.

– Chatty Owl –