Such beauty,
Such grace,
Following her around,
Supporting her back,
Pushing her forward when she is shoved back,
Blocking incoming hits when she is knocked down,
But she has not looked at you,
She would not look at you,
Because you're always at her back.
Once you are no longer supporting her,
And she would be cornered down,
Then she would see you,
But only as someone who let her down.

-HIY