Bled beauty
Surrounded by thorns of perfection
Growing from blessed rays of water shed
Eating from soils of profundity
Lovingly loving life
Hating none but hate itself
She pleasurably knelt upon his world
Hurdled in destructiveness
Hurt by man and woman’s
Ignorance to exploit
Exploring sexuality casually
Consuming casualty
Fleeting beauty’s actuality
As her stems grew thorns
Of scorn
Sworn away to a garden
Of shade grey
Her welcoming faded
Fading that breathtaking jade
And so his strength strayed when naming
That which was once naturally nameless
Consequences of empty gazes
Seeking only a kiss
For his appealing eyes
Beauty bled
Shed of her essence
Endangered & disguised.

~Delilah Benitez