She sees the oily shine of a complexion that hasn’t noticed puberty ended years ago.
He sees a radiance that comes from beauty within.
She sees crooked teeth marred with coffee stains.
He sees a smile so warm it could melt a heart of stone.
She sees calloused hands from all the times she forgot to wear gloves.
He sees a woman who is not afraid to work.
She turns her hands over and sees wrinkles and veins that resemble a mountain road map.
He sees hands that would fit perfectly inside of his own.
She looks down and sees folds of unwanted fat.
He sees a woman he longs to fold in his embrace.
Then he silences her self-deprecation with a kiss
And his touch tells her that she is accepted as she is.
Now she sees only him.
And he sees only love.
August 3, 2017 ~ couplet chain
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