You Are Beautiful
I’m not sure I believe him. Does he see me?
The ugly bits that gnaw from within
yelling and telling
You are not as smart as you think You are not as kind as you think You laugh too much too loud too often
Expect too much Want too much Have too many opinions Feel too much
you are not enough
or any or all.
Or so they say.
They said: You are not enough. At all.
And I remember When I thought I was all
someone could ever want or need but I remember too when I learned I was not.
Learned. Beaten in. Lesson learned: You weren’t. You were not. You were never
for any man to stay.
Legs wrapped around his waist on his center Mine in Him.
Denim on denim on limbs on limbs and mouths on mouths and lips on lips and
hips into hips.
There is no doubt.
A spontaneous burst of flame from the embers Erupts
and Fire breaks out
as he looks into my eyes and says You are Beautiful and this
is ours and this is about
Our FlameHeat and Desire
within and without.
Glow ignites without caution and we let it Extinguish for a moment in caution
But not before it Bursts into Flame
the tinder was ignited
by the heat of the passion of the fire
between us. Lips and mouth and tongue and Hips.
Embers extinguished until
They were not
and now glowing