Your Poetry Dot Com - Natural perfection

Self conscious girl, doubts running through her mind,
But her actions so pure, her heart just as kind
In her eyes, she is imperfect in every way
The words always on the tongue,
If only

If only you could understand,
The happiness you pour into me,
The way one smile can lift my hopes;
Make me forget where I am
And the surrounding world.
The way your clear blue eyes;
Although so trusting and love-filled,
Beg to be saved from the demons inside your head;
The feeling that travels through my veins,
Like a tiny boat, in a ferocious storm at sea;
Yet the boat sales the waves with elegant ease.
When our lips meet, a thousand sunsets come to mind
With a feeling, of flying high
And as I breath you in,
And feel your touch
The orange sunset turns to fire
A fire you started;
That I crave for

Your natural,
You never need to change;
No one compares to who you are.

You may have fears, gone previous years,
And your life may have become these fears
But stay who you are,
Please don't change,
Because that happy, natural girl,
Is beyond anything;
Nothing in the world is worth your tears

YOU ARE AMAZING, an impossible find
Surely society must be blind,
To miss the cries of such a beautiful girl;
Crying to be heard.
Or maybe society's minds eye
Is focused in human nature;
On greed and self satisfaction,
That we forget the fraction,
That are actually worth fighting for.
That we get too swept along in stereotypical human blind fate;
Learning selfishness and hate
To notice that the most beautiful kind of girl,
Is natural.
You, are beautiful.

I know there are times you have doubted yourself:
When you have given up,
When the world has kicked you down
The late nights, sleepless in pain
Where you have lain,
In a bed with your own mind
Ripping you to pieces
Where you have wanted to change
To be someone else

But you are worth it
I thank everytime that you pulled through,
Because it brought you,
Here
All the tears you ever cried
All the fears that enveloped your pride
Has no reasoning
When you look In the mirror,
And you pick out your flaws
And wish that you could change yourself
Or your health
I understand that it is normal for people to hate who they are,
What I never will understand is how you,
The stunning girl, in my eyes
Would ever want to change,
When already so breathtaking.
You can call me naive,
Or the minority
But still I stand, in society
And I say that you are naturally perfect,
Your feelings and traits
Your weight,
Your physical being
And your mental seeing
Accept who you are
It is out of this world

I would not change a thing,
From the way your hair curls
The dimples on your cheek
And the way they leave me strengthened, yet weak
The two little freckles above your lip
That beg me to kiss you;
As if born in fate to tease me.
Your personality, so caring, so kind, so pure:
It was never you that had to change;
I can honestly say
That you are perfect the way
That you are
And anyone that thinks otherwise
Is blind
Because you can have money, you can have the popularity, the fame
But no amount of money, or how well known your name is
Will replace the memories we have.
Maybe this is love, and perhaps it is not;
But I don't want this to end
Each memory with you,
Is worth any amount of money
Just to hear you laugh,
To hear it rip through me and blow my mind,
Each time
Is what life is for.
And laying there next to you at night,
So peaceful,
With every part of me yearning to show you the happiness that you bring,
To make you understand,
How lucky I feel
To share this time with you,
To even be with you;
When the 7 billion other people would not even come close.

In that moment of fate,
When the world consists of nothing,
Except your being, and my own.
When your presence is mixed with mine,
And happiness is intertwined.
Nothing compares.

Because you,
No matter what you have ever thought,
Are perfect the way you are.
And I love who you are.

You can listen to society's view on perfection,
But when has society ever been right:
I never want to change you,
Or for you to change.
No single organism, that makes me feel the way you do,
Is anything but perfect,
Perfect in the sense that you make a difference to someone's life
You bring happiness,
And memories.
I am in love with everything that you are.

This poem is Copyright © Damian