Allow me to throw all this
seriousness out the window,
watch it rise, then drop, go,
weighted, begone!
It’s as though an exhilarating breath
has been taken inside of you
Inhale, exhale, you crave another round.
Where life could be so simple,
so pure, so you,
one of perfection, a life of independence,
where in this life, of your reality,
everything is light, feathery, and airy.
Your words move softly from your lips,
your fingertips dance over naked skin,
and touching your arm makes the
hairs on your neck raise,
you don’t need another here,
to feel grateful and amazed.
Because you are perfection, dear,
even with your self-labelled flaws,
they’re your signs that you are unique,
be careful with your heart,
do not denigrate yourself,
talk down internally
because you, sweetheart,
are anything but ordinary.
© 2019 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
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