what would it take


what would it take for you to see how damn beautiful you are

for you to acknowledge the specific color of your eyes, the way the light reflects off your irises in a way no other human can claim,

for you to run a finger along your nose, feeling the way it rises and curves, an only-you signature to your exquisite face,

for you to marvel at your fingertips, delighting in patterns only you possess,

for you to admire the curve of your hips, the dip of your collarbone, the way your tummy rises and falls with each fresh, miraculous breath.

what would it take?

i’ll do it for you.


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what would it take for you to see how damn beautiful you are

for you to acknowledge the specific color of your eyes, the way the light reflects off your irises in a way no other human can claim,

for you to run a finger along your nose, feeling the way it rises and curves, an only-you signature to your exquisite face,

for you to marvel at your fingertips, delighting in patterns only you possess,

for you to admire the curve of your hips, the dip of your collarbone, the way your tummy rises and falls with each fresh, miraculous breath.

what would it take?

i’ll do it for you.


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