Like an incantation
Gone wrong.
I suppose you're
An accident.
Or;
Was god high
On weed; when
He made you?
I wonder,
How a flawless beauty,
Such a you.. can be
Carved by someone,
In his conscious self?
I don't know.
I'm just a mortal.
Limited by my own
Senses, instincts and
Imagination.
You just question
My sanity.