The color of your skin,
It sings perfection to Me.
The shades of color in you window eyes,
Allows Me to see only you.
The outside is just human,
It's the soul hidden,
That makes you far more different.
The soul that's hidden,
That's what beauty is.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 5:49 PM UTC
The color of your skin,
It sings perfection to Me.
The shades of color in you window eyes,
Allows Me to see only you.
The outside is just human,
It's the soul hidden,
That makes you far more different.
The soul that's hidden,
That's what beauty is.