Faces of Snow

He sees only her ephemeral beauty
adoring her sweet smile yet still:
love trumps this powdered world--
where the mind is darker than a pill.
ugly girls weep under faces of snow
like stars wrapped in artificial light
narrated by eternal shadows
laughing to keep out winter's fright.
I wish it were easier-- I have to confess
to be as sugary and white as frosting on a cake.
to be unblemished by this absurd madness
For from this sleep, I'd never have to wake.
And if I had this wonderful dream,
I'd sell my soul for all the powder and cream;
Still the colors of life can surely free,
In this pretty world, a girl like me.