Tell me I’m beautiful

thewayiwrite

 

 

‘Tell me I’m beautiful’ she laughed so you said

‘Honey you are beautiful.’

 

She said ‘why am I beautiful?’ So you said

‘Because of the way the light hits your hair and the way that your cheeks dimple when you smile.’

 

‘Am I beautiful only in the light?’ A shadow crossed her face

‘You are beautiful in the day and the night. I see your face in the sun and in the stars.’

 

She smiled, not quite content with the final answer.

 

Tell me the truth, you beautiful liar.

 

So you take a deep breath and say

‘You are beautiful in the way that a forest fire is beautiful. You’re destructive and painful, impossible to hold. But there’s a spark in you that makes me think that you might be a little bit magic.’

 

‘And so that is why I am beautiful?’

 

‘Yes.’

 

She giggled and pulled you close. ‘Then you are beautiful because of the wicked lies that you tell.’

 

You start to protest but she holds a finger to your lips

 

‘Hush now, don’t protest. You are beautiful for your magnificent stories, for your lies and imagination. You are beautiful because you are the most treacherous darling I have ever met and even that is an understatement.’

 

‘Oh.’ You say. Because just like that, she’s taken all your words away.

 

 

  • Author: thewayiwrite (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 1st, 2019 11:13
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Bragee

    Beautiful poem here.
    Very interesting depiction of loving someone for their true self.

  • dusk arising

    Love the way you have written the tease which surrounds this.

    • thewayiwrite

      Thank you, I particularly like that bit too!



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