Landscape And Poetry

She was scared



She was scared. As I was undressing her, there was worriment in her eyes as if she was afraid I would find her body unattractive. It was understandable, even the most beautiful and confident women in the world have moments of insecurity. I kissed her lips, kissed her neck and slowly traced her body with my lips. She was lovely but was afraid of her imperfections. As I kissed over her freckles, her birthmarks, her scars from chicken pox when she was little, the scars when she tripped, and other imperfections, I thought, “is this what she was afraid of?” To me, they were like stars or moon or sun, and she was the universe. Have you ever looked at the universe at night while camping or in a non-lit place? Have you ever looked at the stars at night and felt they were ugly? She was like that to me, she was like the stars, the moon, the milky way or the universe. I just told her what my heart felt at that moment.

“If you could see yourself in my eyes then you will know that you are the most beautiful and attractive girl I have ever seen. I want you to know that.”

 

– Random things I want to tell a girl someday