Looks can be deceiving.
She looks fragile…
She seems lost…
She appears broken…
But you can not see
The glimmer in her eyes…
The fire in her soul…
The love that lights
The darkest corners
Of her mind.
Submission…
A gift…
Not a sentence.
Presented…
Never taken.
Given by only the strongest
Presented to only the worthy
Cherished…
Honoured…
Revered…
Loved.
Looks can be decieving…
She is the strongest spirit
You will ever know.
And she…
is Yours.
Because she so chooses to be.
(Source: giancarlomorris)
