Beautiful Dust

Sundered ere by road or leather,

Twilight seeps where blocked her view,

Essence to keep a man together,

Held by such a god-send true,

Glints will guide as guides mislead,

Only pain can draw to love,

But as ones gasp fantastic meaning,

Flesh's pang shall fail to dust,

For he who loves transcends all toil,

He wears his hands to curves content.