Personality Poem by Raven Syke

You say classic Beauty
Deep eyes of dark brown
In shades of warm coffee
And black upon my crown

Grace in my cat-like steps
Prowess in my cunning smile
Hypnotic rhythm in my hips
And the charms of a stoic liar

You say a fierce kind of loyalty
With heart made of gold
And a sense of spirituality
Young body homes an old soul

But i have more than one mask
More than one facet to this gem
I am not as boring and quiet
As one might think to assume