Freckles danced on her skin
Dolphins swimmed in her eyes
Caramel strickled down her hair
The shield held well for her broken soul

freckle lined and hued with pink
angled gently in a curved facade
red, curled and pillowed
over her face and around
her ear.
coppered brown flick her
eye and eye and eye
trickle down, find
the bridge and there
***** of inhalation.
the arch of hair
lead over her forehead
blank in between
pointing downward to end
at the tip of her lip.
a lip turned coral
by the line of blood
traveled continually
hill to hill to hill.
her ear linked to the
gentle flaked cover
of her body.
word after word
floating from her throat
murmured into heartache
of an adrift lover.
marking her cheek up
and down
placed darkly
and with magic.

You don’t realise how perfect you are
Honey
You need to look in a mirror
Look at the way your eyes smile with your lips
And the way your hair falls
And notice the outline of your body and everything that fills it in
Look at your nose and your eyes and your freckles
Count each one and realise how each speck is another butterfly in my stomach
Realise how beautiful butterflies are
And realise how you can create them without putting a thought into it
Notice how your lips dance when you speak
And how gorgeous your voice is
And how each time you smile my heart jumps so far up my throat I choke
Realise how phenomenal it is that you can do that to someone
Without even giving it a thought
You, my love, are perfect.

Ever since you left
I've been getting more calls from people asking about you and everytime I had to explain that you're no longer here.
They never understood, they thought you were perfect.

What they didn't know is that the seek for perfection is what you left for, you didn't find it within me you looked somewhere else

Ever since you left,
I've been seeing you in the mirror from time to time, telling me to please, oh please cover my freckles.
But they're a part of me, unlike you
You no longer are

Ever since you left,
The place seemed emptier than ever
So i decided to fill it with everything I love and you hate
I'm making space for what my heart desires and for what you never wanted to have around

Ever since you left,
I've been wearing the pair of jeans you told me looked so weird and that I couldn't ever pull off
They're my favorite jeans now

Ever since you left
I've been growing my hair
You said long hair makes me look like a child though
I've been happier
I've been listening to slow songs you could never dance to
I've been writing and reading more,
I've been doing everything that I love



This a message to my old self
Ever since you left
I've been happier
Don't come back

I am yours.
When I say
I am yours
I do not mean
This body I happen to reside in
I do not mean my curves and edges
My scars and bruises
What's yours is I
I am love
Not a body

I was wearing this shirt
-soft thin
Light on my skin
I feel confident in-
When someone dare say to me
"Your ***** are nice and all
But
You should put them away
Because they're already taken"
You are **** right,
These are my *****
And yes, they are nice
But because they are mine
Would you mind moving your eyes elsewhere
This body is mine
And no
It is not worn by me to display,
This body is worn by me to live
And if that means I want the person I love to hold it,
That does not make it theirs.

What's yours is I
I am art
Not a body.
Like you,
I have freckles
And in this shirt
You see the skin I grew afraid of
You see the patch of freckles
That as a kid
Was run away from because of
This patch of skin
Is simply more flowers
In the garden that this body is.
I am art.
Because there is pain in the beauty.
To this skin I welcome the one I love to touch
His hands find the flowers and takes care of them with gentleness
But the flowers
Are not his.

the constellations on your face
sunshine in your smile, it just makes you a parallel universe