You are,
A bright sunshine with a little hurricane,
A beauty without any brain,( just for gigs)
You house ideas that are insane.
But, You are
The person I share my worries, woes and pain.
The salt in a dish so plain.
I never measured this bond
Based on loss or gain.
We are more than a priceless diamond,
Or a happy rain.
Unlike them,
We will never drain.

Her skin tone is dark,
So she gets no good marks.
She walks on the road or goes to the park,
She fears people passing grave remarks.

Why darkness is not beauty?
Why do people tell her to be fair and lovely?
Can only fair be lovely?
And dark is ugly?

Your dress makes a dark nightmare,
Like suffocation in the surrounding air.
Brown eyes make the perfect pair,
Off the camera looking elsewhere.
It seems the necklace that you wear,
Warning Trespassers beware.
Defining a beauty such rare,
On my part, is the hardest dare.
Nobody could really stop and stare
Forever,
But, If I really could.
I would stop never.