Picture this.
two dainty soles tip toeing down
an escalade of stares from the people
who built up your only soul you hold within.

Trying to
escape an escape
that truly never was  what it was sought out to be.

The pieces of temptation
slowly break grasp on your beautiful quintessence.
You are sewn together with bright rays of grace, and everyday
you take a step for yourself.

You shine exactly like you were born to, and oh my dear...*
even the sun is smitten at the sight of your grace..

(j.a.r.)