Genes
Jeans
Sashay
the catwalk of life and be your own
Decide
your mind so your love and emotions will be the throne
Others’
expectations and demands make them the clown
Deny
their influence and dent their minds with your sound
Slip and
fall then roll and bound to get right back up
The
lessons of beauty and its tough relentless standard of hold up
Do you
have a soul or are you dead inside?
To be
unafraid to feel emotions that crash thru’ imagined limits, decide
Look in
the mirror and see who you are, beyond the naked
Dismiss
that imagined imperfection, evils’ poisoned needle to be rejected
Your
artwork of years is your love and identity that’s sacrosanct
Only the
damaged leeches of energy seek you to be defunct
The genes
in the jeans are the fundamental seams
You
sculpt the gorgeous and enduring soul I see shining like a moonlit stream
From
inside not outside you intrinsically glow
That’s what I see and why I love you so
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