Why is her worth external?
Does she not see herself?
Is her eyes not fully engaged,
as she stands front thy mirror,
everyday.
Does she not see,
what I see.
To me such a simplistic term as beauty,
holds no merit.
For,
such a term,
is superficial.
One brought upon the masses,
as an excuse to form classes.
A term used,
so someone always sits,
absent what "To them",
beauty meant.
I see no distinction,
no reason for competing.
I simply see being.
Self to me,
is beauty.
To exist as one sees themselves,
truly.
How can one not love what exist,
fully?
Thou eyes burn through,
societal imagery.
Connecting deeply,
to the eyes hidden
inside.
I want only your mind.
As your body,
to me,
is more of a luxury.
One I shall cherish,
till i no longer breathe,
beauty's air.
©lamarcus12
L