She is soft like petals and butterfly wings,
Her eyes could hold your stars,
You want to reach out and touch her,
But she’s a faraway mirage.
Her skin holds secrets deeper than the ocean,
Her eyes glisten under the rain,
But you don’t think you know her, do you?
Until you touch her and feel her pain.
She has constellations painted on her soul,
And stardust running through her veins,
But you can’t hide behind your visions,
You have to free her of those chains.
You only see the silver lining,
Not her dark, heavy clouds,
Within her, there are darker shadows,
And her soul screaming loud.
You are deaf to her cries,
You don’t see beyond her skin,
While her heart is nestled into the corner of her lips,
It’s too late now, there’s nothing within.