Exhalation

Do graceful people aesthetically and emotionally enjoy their own grace?
If not, then I don’t want to be graceful.
I wish to be a consumer of grace.
At the first glimpse of it, something would awaken within me and start flowing into my veins
reach my heart in a matter of seconds constrict it then spasm it with the softest grip
and overflow to the point I would soon salivate something glowing and pure
eyes rolled back to the heavens
I would be shiny from throat to breast
from that thin, delicate liquid
that erupted at the first sight of

something graceful
coming from someone unaware of their own grace
who maybe suffers
whose mind is maybe filled with grey thoughts
craven yearnings, ugliness and despair.