Synthetic hair, artificial nails and lip gloss
I also noticed that you changed your scent too
You smell nice
I also notice mascara and wanja wow
You took time to look synthetically beautiful
And I appreciate
I notice the hard work you put into looking good
I notice how you take ages looking into the mirror
I said I like your butt
But its not what keeps my heart with you
I said its big
But I didn’t say that its size is what keeps us together
I said I like your smile
But I love your frown when you are mad at me
For then I can tell the difference between fake and real
I said I like your breasts
But I wanted to tell you the other day that
I prefer your spirit breasts for they don’t change
But how would you understand
I wanted to tell you what I see
But you took so much time to dress provocatively
And I was compelled to compliment
You dress to perfection on the outside
And you have many great things about you
But I am drown to much deeper things
Much more things that is unseen
I am drown to that image irresistible
To your image irreplaceable
I am drown to the unmovable image in you
I am drown to that face with no makeup
To the eyes of thy soul
I just want you to be you, to be the woman
I fell in love with, the organic woman
Now so many schools of thoughts brain wash you
But I am still drown to that image
That image of light in you
Can you not see?
That I can’t see a wife through your thighs or hips
Can you not see that I am not with you for your beauty?
Nor am I with you for your abilities
I am with you because I am drown to that image
I am drown to the image of God in you
But you spend so much time on the clay image
Has society misled you too
Dressed well or not my heart cant change
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