As beautiful as any man could be
So classical as if was carved from stone
And I a mortal was allowed to see
A god who down from heaven has been flown
The eyes that stare too hard into the void
The smile that never quite appears on face
The earthy side of life he must avoid
Disdain at his apparent fall from grace
So haughty and exceptionally cold
The chiselled looks will never tell you much
A man of flesh is easier to hold
Perfection has no need for human touch
I’m choosing life no matter what the odds
No happiness I find in distant gods


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