🌹💜I could see her when I woke up,
she was still asleep in my bed,
tired of the previous hours where I made her skin eternal on mine,
the night before she had not allowed me to observe her body,
she covered her femininity with darkness and did not let her repair her geography.
My eyes had been blinded by the darkness of her,
and only my hands and my lips had traveled her body as her woman,
now my eyes delighted my memories to see her canvas with my written poetry.
She is one of those women who claims not to have a beautiful body and recriminates the tattoos that life has given her by giving way to another life,
the war scars that have made her a woman,
if she knew what I think of her,
she would surely walk the life with her Eva suit on,
if she knew what I felt,
she would learn to love herself a little more in my own way,
she would leave modesty aside,
and smile instead of reproaching her luck in front of the mirror.
I made a choice to let her know,
every day I will take my lips and try to love her skin as my fingers do at night,
I will dress her with pride,
and I will shelter her life with self-esteem,
she deserves to be happy,
she needs to accept her fate in the same way as I accepted that his canvas will be the only one where I will make my art,
I will do in his mind the same thing that I did the night before with his skin.
I will make her eternal in life.
And I will make her understand that because she is a woman,
she already has her beauty guaranteed before my earthly eyes and the eyes of my soul...
💜💖💗💕💓💘💞💝

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