Mirror

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.

.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

I first posted this three years ago. Perhaps it is worth sharing again.

Art by Francine Van Hove