She cannot see herself
as I see her.
Her mirror image rebels.
It dismisses her beauty,
refuses her desirability,
overrules her sensuality,
is cruel to her curves.
She finds herself wanting.
Whereas I
can only stare
and sigh
in awe.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
I first posted this three years ago. Perhaps it is worth sharing again.
Art by Francine Van Hove
myheartbeats31
August 12, 2019 at 11:13 pm
Sounds like you describe me
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Romantic Dominant
August 13, 2019 at 6:49 am
Smiles
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