Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Love lessons

Feel the wind caressing your cheeks,
Like the fingers of a lover running over your skin:
Gently, affectionately.
You feel like a delicate crystal
In the hands of a lover who won't let you break.
You're the most precious thing
A thing of beauty
Which gives joy to the eyes of the beholder.
The love poured into you makes you realize
The beauty within you that you had overlooked
Makes you conscious of the little faults
Which your lover sweetly calls "quirks".
The light being shone on you fills you up,
Reflected by your crystal eyes.
And others see the sparkle and shine in those once unlit orbs
And ask you if you're in love.
Yes, you are.
A love which taught you the valuable lesson
Of loving yourself once again.

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