I never wanted to find eyes of you,
Holding a memory of my body.
Rather would love to be part of your sight,
That reveal its less what the eyes sees and more what the soul feels…
Its the soul, No body😊
For the beauty of what I am on the outside,
For the beauty what you see.
Will some day fade away,
and eventually it’ll force me to think, really? Was it me? 😀
If you’re going to say these words to me,
Then I want voice of you…speak to my soul,
That you really have taken time to dig deeply into who I am on the inside,
and tell me …who could love me less and love my soul more. 😇🚬