Beneath the desert
Sometimes first impressions
can be like a blue pond
glinting in the desert.
The waves breaking like ocean water.
Evil is meant to be deceiving.
But beneath it there can be beauty.
Especially when it’s used as a defense;
evil can easily be mistaken for beauty.
It resembles that blue desert water.
Evil is meant to intimidate.
But like that clear, blue water,
a veil’s meant to be seen through.
For only so long.
Beneath the blue pond, I can see beauty.
I can see beneath the desert.
I can see behind the mirage.
I can see you