May you be as beautiful as a freckle of mildew on a red rose 
May you be as beautiful as the spot of cocaine on the models nose
May you be as beautiful as the rivers of sick in the Saturday-night city alley ways   
May you be as beautiful as a look of remorse on a cold-killers face
May you be as beautiful as the shallow scars on a lovers wrist 
May you be as beautiful as the countless stirs of restless sleep
May you be as beautiful as
the pop-star with everything he could want but what he needs most 
May you be as beautiful as the stage that leaves him so human
when the spotlights fail him and the machines blow no more smoke