They Don't See It
They don't see it
They don't see the way her eyes shine
Brighter than the blinding sunlight
While simultaneously piercing holes with her chocolate eyes
That are deeper than any abyss
Until they reach and revive your dead soul
They don't see the way her tender lips move
Carefully molding a sequence of words
To form intricate sentences that are insightful enough to
Symbolize a millennium worth of vast knowledge
That characterizes her erudite mentality
They don't see her confident stride
That screams "Look at me"
To reveal to the world that her potential will bring change
Change like nothing before
Change that is only possible with her striking presence
They don't see her humbleness within
The caring temperament that surpasses that of no other
Which isolates her from the corruption that is mankind
And distinguishes her as a character
Greater than mother nature, greater than Adam and Eve, greater than the exalted spirits
They don't see her radiance
The way she takes the breath of many once she arrives into a room
The way she transforms gloom into happiness with every smile she makes
The way she melts away your insides with every step she takes
The way she ends the problems that many of us face
They don't see it
They don't see her
They don't see her beauty
They don't see her perfection
But I see everything
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