To Myself
Look at you,
You are beautful, naturally beautiful,
Even though you don't see it yourself,
I see the pain glimmering in your dark brown orbs you possess,
So much seen,
So much experienced,
but such a strong character you preside with the horrors you conquered in a past life,
Your skin,
a glowing caramel complexion,
Young men secretly wish they'd have the honor of caressing every inch upon your sacred and precious body,
Your hair whether curly or straight is lovely,
Even I dream of running my fingers through,
Your personality is the icing to the cake,
You're caring, gentle, loving, stubborn, intelligent, passionate,
You are you,
Unique,
a dying kind in our wicked and cruel socitey,
and you've seemed to create your own path,
many cannot even forsee to follow on their own,
You are beautiful, inside and out, I just wish you could see what others see
and believe in yourself and the beauty you possess that girls envy to grasp in the palms of their hands.