For the love of beauty

To counteract the beast,

But it does not

No matter how hard I try.

I feel that I am

An ugly beast,

Who is not desired

By beauty.

Try as I do

I am shunned by beauty,

While my desire for it

Goes on and on and on.

Innocence I long for

Mixed with physical desire,

But once lust springs up

The innocent are no longer.

For the love of beauty

Appearing to still be there,

While ugliness hides beneath

Their facade of innocence.