Within big brown and teary eyes,
There are untold stories, truth and lies.
A beautiful chest, swollen with pride;
Houses a warm heart soaring like a kite.
Long soft hands, holding life tight;
Hide dreams and destiny, in crossed lines.
Strong feet on the ground, walk fast;
In troubled times and joy alike.
But all they see is a body to acquire,
To have and to hold;
For as long as they desire.
Never touching the soul, that captures the fire.
Giving in with every man, every time;
She clamps down her soul, deeper inside.
Never again, she promises herself,
But hope and life, gang up to disappoint.