Loving this world is like loving your lover’s bad haircut
the face is still beautiful
the soul is still your mate
but, why did they go to that hair dresser?
Look, you go cheap, you get cheap
not that you look cheap, sweetheart
but I know how beautiful you can be
if you just took a bit more care
you could be a real beauty.
Ultimately true love never leaves even when she packs up her bags and fleas
and the length of your love is still so much longer than this bad hair cut
hair like love will grow
unless she’s bald
or he’s got alopecia and halitosis
then love proves even ugly can be a beauty
and physicality only gets in the way of spirituality
when we can’t see through this veil of flesh
when we see Salome’s soul
we will save our prophets
and so ourselves.
To love without sight
is why we turn off the lights
before we kiss good night.