All I want 

is to write beautiful words

and to speak as if

my tongue spun silk.

I wish 

I had a beautiful face

with a smile of star light

and a stare of the moon

I crave for the grace

of a flower dying

and having it's peddles 

scattered by the wind.

I need to be beautiful 

like the sound of your name

or the sight of the sun

after a difficult night.