when he calls me beautiful
my soul hitches a breath.
i question its purpose
for many lips have uttered
its essence for their own gains.
but when i look at him
i can see his eyes bleeding
past my skin.
i see you
his spirit says.
i see you
when he calls me beautiful
my soul hitches a breath.
i question its purpose
for many lips have uttered
its essence for their own gains.
but when i look at him
i can see his eyes bleeding
past my skin.
i see you
his spirit says.
i see you