In the Presence of Humanity

The bleakness of my existence

was challenged aggressively when

a being of mortal perfection

turned and stared at me

her eyes consumed my soul

leaving me stunned

in the wake of

her remarkable sensuality

at that moment

everything was different

yet remained the same

her beauty was indomitable

against the nauseating ugliness

life regurgitated

as a matter of habit

while I vacillated

between illusion and disillusion

after realizing I conjured

this amazing being

into my unbalanced reality

attempting to temporarily offset

the pathetic loneliness

of my existence

forcing me to admit

“I need humankind.”