See the smile and the brown eyes.

A glow of beauty which blinds.

It blinds the blind. It stuns the others.

A laugh, carries joy.

Any boy, stops in his feet.

For she isn't another toy,

another someone, another anyone.

Dazed, confused.

Can only mumble a word.

The one who isn't : doesn't,.. is a fool.

Too rough to see, too scared to breathe.

Fear of the what is inside. So they mostly see the shine,

of the makeup,

for aesthetic beauty, is also there.

The one which turns heads,

and calls the hunters.

of the outer glow.

Her beauty so strong.

Burns and flies, in beholders eyes.

Sensitive. how it is, to be.

So close, to feel,

but not touch.

To share

but not own.

To open,

but not be on your toes.

Not watching from where will come the blows.

This feeling. It builds. Foundation, for the new things,

trust comes with time.

She

shakes

screams

smiles in miles!

throws hands up in style

laughs

looks

sees

feels

when angry kills

bites and digs

has some things

like tears

moments of down

a princess without a crown

in an astonishing gown

but oh the looks

the skin so soft;

become lost

when near her thighs,

hips,

the only tattoo which

her uniqueness tends,

and legs.

a road

shapes and curves

like satin, soft.

lips, tender,

a beauty like none,.

true,

but in the morning,

when she smiles,

without hides,

is when the clues.

of her beauty.

sing that blues

in the lonely mornings of snooze.