If you are the beautiful,

If you are the beautiful- by some chance,

You have
A
Masterpiece
In your name.

You are dead certain
You haven't painted it
For it is your paint or many

To show
Your beauty

At a price.

Born a difference
Is a curseless curse...

Unluckily
You cannot open
Your rented windows
At any time
To refresh your rented room

Rented thought

Thought you have
Rented windows

Windows you have
Unmovable inklings

Inklings you have
Stationary masterworks

Believed
You have entered
Your thoughts
Once
Along, at home- time

Long time ago
At the consent of

Your wherewhiling windows

Drawing
The cast lines

Once more
Cleaning

Leaning
Your thoughts

Your tuffsward.

At least,
It is slivering.

Time
To draw
The
Lines
Once more

Abit like embroidered. Guardening.

Of course
None human being
Deserve it,

To err is!