Porcelain

[Dark Muse]

Porcelain

He was a fragile boy
cursed with a beauty
that does not belong
to boys

His china eyes
could make girls
weep, but such was
not befitting a boy

Skin silken smooth
so soft to caress
with flowing locks
shinning in the moonlight

Such a sad lonely boy
he had no friends
his lips were too sweet
and red

His voice was like
a muse when he would
sing, such was not meant
for boys

Angelic creature
touched with perfection
that no one could understand

Ostracized the others
laughed, and he tried
not to break inside as
the tears made cracks

Never could their be
a boy quite so beautiful
with wistful fairy looks
and deep soulful eyes
this world was never meant
for him.

[cogs]

wanted to comment 'cause i hate being left with 0. i love the subject matter... i think you could tighten up somewhat, such as showing the action through images rather than verbs... again, i really like the subject, this has much promise