Do You Know?

Do you know what beauty is?      
Every answer's different      
all desires unique        
for some superficial perfection      
other demanding what is real      
or think sex and beauty synonymous      
trapped inside their lust      
but we are all so wrong      
so utterly wrong I feel ashamed      
because once beauty is seen      
we are haunted forever      
and doomed      
there is no going back      
reaching for a whispered breath of memory      
from our hot panting past      
dissolving our desires into tears      
that chains the heart      
imprisoning the mind      
for I am doomed and know my fate      
forever destroying what I seek      
squeezing water in the hand      
leaving just a hint of dampness on the palm      
then we look to see what's caught      
but beauty is no longer there      
then I met you      
just to let you go      
knowing you would return      
as beauty springs forth like the sun      
awakening the morning      
bringing a new day      
as I find my doom a blessing earned