Beautiful Laceration

Your inner beauty arches above me,
A vast, starless expanse
Created in agony and ecstasy.

The sweet in bittersweet -
The bitter in bittersweet;
Pain's beguiling mistress.

You are Venus' lost relic,
But dead skin fills your grooves
And disguises your texture.

How can I restore you?
My heart hurts for you, but
Your heart bleeds for you.

Crimson streams flow below
Your once seamless surface,
Longing to burst into fame, and

When the dark skies part
to reveal your sighing spirit
And struggling soul,

The red rain paints pretty pictures.
Don't you see that you are already art
Displayed on a pedestal in my heart?