I woke up last Saturday
With so many problems rolling in my head
I was certainly not standing in the row of solutions
And not brave enough to roar like a lion
So, I decided to simply take a stroll

Walking step by step
With my eyes locked forward like a penalty taker
Hoping my eyes will at least glance at something
That will captivate my attention
Then it happened

That as I made the first corner
I saw an angel from a distance
She was the perfect definition of beauty
She must have been the prototype God used in creation

Because her kind was rare
With a body so dear
Even though my view was from the rear
Her beauty was still clear

She had that perfect geometry and morphology
Incomparable to anything
And with every step she took
The earth shook in appreciation
As my eyes danced to the music of her moves
I was drowned in her beauty
Lost in the splendour of her smooth skin
That must have been dipped in the finest milk
That removed all spots
Making her a mirror that reflects beauty

My mind was running beyond its limit
My hands shaking to have a feel of smoothness
My lips longing to have a taste of her sweet lips
All I could think of was a feel of warmth
In her arms

Thunder struck me as I got closer
Wishing it would have been better if my eyes didnt work
As I realised that what I saw was mere deception
Her beauty was masked by a thick wall of chemicals
She was a mirror that reflected masked beauty