the most gentle creature in the world and the most savage
those same lips that whisper sweet nothings, an entire body they ravish
doesn’t pull of when he says goodbye, he sits and waits
watching to ensure she makes it in the door safe
we’re passed the years of pulling out chairs , but he would
and hours later barely find time to make it with her upstairs
excites her
invites her
and of course stimulates
both the intellectual and the ******
in any moment with the gentleman her beating heart palpitates
from lust and wonder
from trust and fear
the gentleman provides security while simultaneously being a teddy bear
a calm roughness he possesses
both jagged and serene
the most gentle savage in the world
neither peace or chaos
like the eye of a hurricane he falls somewhere between

I have these imperfections
That I try to cover up
But recently I’ve ditched the concealers
For a more natural and tired look
And to my surprise
I have never been called beautiful
More times in my life
The warming of my heart
Stemming from the compliments
Adds a glow to my cheeks
That not even the most expensive of highlighters could provide
The wide smile across my lips
Creates a perfect shade of lipstick
That you wouldn’t find at the Mac store
The sincerity heard from strangers
Creates a sparkle in my eyes
Hence eyeshadow is no longer needed
People point out the allure
Where I myself see flaws
And instead of unattractive
I have never felt more beautiful