love affair

i’ve finally decided to have a love affair
a heck of a surprising discovery
for while i was setting up a zoom call
i found someone beautiful looking back at me

maybe it was the lighting that played on her face
even if she was clearly in some drab kitchen
with fridge magnets spelling D I N N E R behind her
it took less than a minute… but i was smitten

there was warmth to her smile
a glint of mischief in her eyes
and when she said, why hello there stranger
i could tell she was funny, caring, and wise

i didn’t notice the wrinkles on her face
or the gray roots that she somehow missed
all i saw was a woman who glowed from the inside
someone who was grateful to exist

how i wanted to be just like her
a woman so confident in her own skin
that’s when she said, oh dear heart but i am you
and you already have everything you need within

nothing to hide

love yourself first
sounds like the easiest thing to do
until you have to put it into action
and realize it’s not as easy as it looks

for how can i love that person
looking right back at me in the mirror?
with her crooked smile and sagging skin
surely there’s been some kind of error

some hashtag someone cooked up
putting more pressure on those struggling to be
comfortable in their own skin
people like me

for how can i love myself the way i am
so far removed from the person i yearn to be
can i really find it within myself like they say i can
can’t they see all the imperfections i see?

that’s when i heard a whisper,
a faint voice from deep within
yes, you can love me for me, my body said,
you’ve always been perfect underneath this skin.

for everything that you are
can’t be found only on the outside
there’s more to you than meets the eye
so love yourself first and you’ll have nothing to hide.

beautiful imperfections

She doesn’t see herself as pretty
like all the other girls
she thinks she’s plain and just a bit
pudgy around the edges
with too many curves
but her hair is long and thick
she likes to run her fingers through it
gray strands  named for the pain
she’s overcome with courage
and sometimes, pure grit
she hasn’t painted her nails in such a long time
wishing to see their natural color
feel their texture and run her fingers against
its edges, always something new to discover
about herself, the one she’s long forgotten
hidden beneath over-sized shirts and jeans
and feeling quite common
like all the rest of her, she knows she’s just a plain jane
there’ll be no Botox, no nips nor tucks,
she’s left behind all the shame
for she knows she’s beautiful even in her plainness
each imperfection carved just right
she knows with them, there’s no one like her
her own goddess, it is her right,
beautiful in her own eyes
even when there’s no one else to see
through the old soul she knows so well
for she’s become the woman
she’s always wanted to be