Deep inside your eyes passed the sadness of your cries your heart glows. It shines, but is reflected by a person shapped mirror. Its hard for you to believe you are beautiful when its only yourself that it shows. But trust in me and take my hand to see a life much clearer. The reflection you'll notice then is not yourself, but the person behind you. Holding you up insted of holding you down. You'll be like royalty in a fantasy you once drew. I'll be your knight in shining armour not admiring your jewels, but your crown. And all I could ask of you are eyelashes and butterfly kisses. No more could I ask, but those two things. I ask for those, because your eyes are like a meadow of blooming flowers. And even more your eyelashes are like butterfly wings. What else could I say, but the beauty of that simply devours.