her eyes are my depth
her sweet lips
and beautiful curves
she hates them
she hates her skin
but how soft and warm
her smile
but oh it lights my day
she hates
her depth
but I love it
I wish she could see
how I see her
but one day
I know she will
for I will teach
and train her mind
to listen to me
and not
to others
she is not an object
she is a being
she is a human
she is alive
and no one will hut her
