The worstmost vile title

known to humanity

explains a damsel in disguise

and a damned soul shielded in lies.

It is placed upon heads

-on a constant swivel

with paranoia in some gusts of seasons

and curiosity of trust in others-

like a gilded crown of thorns

that drives the sharpened points

of mirroring opposition

anywhere but home.

And yet,

it defines the greatest affirmation

to confidence.

Yourself.

I believe

as far as people can be

showered with rainbows,

those that walk the lines

of many color variances

deserve as much as everyone moral,

Mortal,

or mythical to see they

Themselves

are receptors of endearing light.

I believe

as far as people can catch

the ever-changing shades of life

in their constantly-darting eyes,

they exude sharpness in their naked gaze

be it out of protection

from impurity

or projection

of connecting inner ideas of beauty

but they deserve to find whoever it is

that’ll make them melt into softness

and crumble into a mound of stardust

even if it isn’t anyone at all.

I see you

for all the tones you weren’t before

and I am impressed

you coalesce through

the many hues of this world.

I see you
and I accept you,

spectacular spectrum.