Beautiful, without sarcasm. Anomalous per its underrepresented rite. Conviction, despite ineligibility to reciprocate. Warmth in its immediacy, disheveling upon effectuation. Genuine. Understanding, despite superfluous ignorance. Words unspoken, now unwritten. Gratitude for the spell, regret with its passing. Vague with recollection, lucid before the opportunity, owing of the want to reminisce. Palpitating.
Enviable, pure as the moment allows. Discreet to the individual, despite the seeming collective disregard. Chivalrous sans intent. The pursuit. Happiness defined in the short term. A respite, deserving after such toil. Crimson is attractive, regardless of desire. Look. Oh, to revel in the nondescript! To enjoy is to sacrifice, a welcome contradiction. Relative only to those who find it to be so. An inspired endeavor, coveting the inevitable loss. But only to remember. The slow gaze brings the welcome reward of acquaintance.
And so too does beauty yet abound.
