I feel beautiful now.
Inside-out
How my hair caresses my shoulders
My eyes, curious - are dripping with kohl
Brows, thick and steady like arches
Lips, brown, holding a smile.
I know I am beautiful
Like, I knew never before.
When I was longing for you
Decades ago.
I stared deep within, for this beauty
And shrugged, disappointed, finding nothing
How would you see my beauty,
If I was blind to it myself.
I would've held your hand and shown you myself:
Ah, see. Nothing is a-wanting
But now,
When perhaps, so much is lost
It dawns upon me
That, there is no one like me
Neither will be
I am so niche, like etched from stone
And so delicate, that will vanish in a breeze
What have we lost.
So much water under the bridge
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