Skin erupts, itches
fingers resist temptations
small fight over guilt
every night wishing
looking into clear mirrors
feeling the reflection
applying lotion for moons
pricey creamy dream
exercising self-loathing
the unphotographed cheek(s)
endless blame

The rain falls,
Endlessly tumbling from frangible wisps of love.
Each droplet touches my bare skin with delicacy,
Pirouetting as they engulf the intricate curves of my naked figure.
I dance in the downpour,
Absorbing the joy as I watch the sorrow deliquesce.
It is beautiful.