Exquisite

How can you be so blind?
Blind and exquisite are your flaws
Flaws although few, you brighten with a smile
Smile; for you are exquisite
Exquisite and yet do you flaunt this? You don't

Don't hush me
Me, who is your eye and look
Look at what we are created
Created this turbulence of what we are

Are we happy? They ask
Ask since I've been upheld
Upheld and have glided like you

You are exquisite