The Real Treasure is me...
It is beyond the smile that you see ,
Beyond the body that you behold ..
in lust ... and desire
Its deeply buried..
my inner fire...
The real me ,
is the one that cries, and laughs , and cares so much ..
About the world , about others , and then me ...
So few will strip the layers to find the treasure that lays beneath...
The treasure that they cannot see...
The good heart , the good soul..
With loyalty deeply rooted in the soul..
They see the first layer, the pretty hazel bedroom eyes, the smile that melts the heart,
The playful side .. the flirt
But only the few will dig deep to see ..
The real me , the deepth of my thoughts ... the deepth of my caring .. the depth of my love...
That the real treasure is me...
The Layers run deep ...
Deeper than almost anything...
Each layer closer to my heart .. the walls around them so slippery like black ice .. to keep the unworthy out..
But once in there ...you have made it ... deep down inside my heart ...
We'll never part ... your there forever..
But i wont cry anymore for those who don't see
The real treasure that is me...
I'm not bought by your bling.. in real life or out ...
Im not impressed beyond by your wealth...
Cause i'm buliding my own ..
My love can't be bought...
I love the simple things ..
Cards.. on my birthday..
Flowers just cause ..
Going for walks hand in hand..
I love being together as simple as just talking about the things that matter ...
Every day things ...
And then talking about the world and its current events ...
For many years it took to find myself , to love me ..
In my darkness and my light ...
Forgive myself for all the things i did in my past ..
And allow myself to start over each and every day ...
I won't fight for you ...
I won't compete...
I'm either your first or don't even bother...
The real treasure is me ...