– Spilling everyday experiences with words –
Tell me I’m beautiful
and I’ll spare your face
from being furrowed with tears.
I’ll multiple your joy bountifully.
Tell me I’m beautiful
and I’ll open my doorway
for you to walk in
and explore the mystery that’s me.
Tell me I’m beautiful
and I’ll bare my flowers
for you to pluck
and quell your insatiable appetite.
I ask no more than this –
tell me I’m beautiful.
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