I’ve got this thing for beauty.

The kind a smile often hides.

That doesn’t stop me diving in.

Like a carnival of free rides.

Like I’ve missed some info somehow.

No doubt innocent as a child.

That kept me at the beauty trough.

These desires large and wild.

Well, there must be worse afflictions.

Then, to have this beauty thirst.

Have met like minded along the way.

And we’ve all felt far from cursed.