he doesn't know

[shanier]

he doesn't know he's beautiful
and that is beautiful.
no one's ever told him,
again I curse the world's blindness.
I know he's beautiful,
I tell him again and again,
like confessing from the depths of my soul
he doesn't trust my words,
though my quickened breathing cannot lie.

he believes it's something surface
something that will change when the light goes on
or the mirror angle is changed
he thinks I'm fooled by trick photography
I wonder why he can't see that even in images
what shines through is not just
perfect eyes, perfect mouth, perfect body,
but gentle soul.

He thinks that what he has is not enough
I wish his perfect eyes could see me
not paying lip service, not being nice,
but coveting all that he is, and
awed by the shear abundance he has to offer.
but even Perfect eyes, need perfect vision.

he thinks I'm walking away,
I wish he could feel me holding on.

 

[shanier]

everyone needs a good bump

 

[princess4u]

shanier - that's a lovely piece of writing - and you are so right - he has no idea how beautiful he is ~

 

[shanier]

I know...and it pains me...more than he knows.


and thank you

 

[princess4u]

do you not want to scoop him up, envelope him in your arms and protect both him and his pure heart forever?

 

[shanier]

do you not want to scoop him up, envelope him in your arms and protect both him and his pure heart forever?

what I want is to show him what a bad example others have set...show him not everyone behaves that way...but what I really really want is for him to love himself, and value himself, so that he feels he's worth protecting...once he does, the world's stings will matter less and less...and that's what I want.