Beauty Is

Beauty is

The freckles forming constellations

On our bodies

Thus proving

We come from the stars

 

Beauty is

The laughter escaping our lungs

loud and raucous

Showcasing the sound

Of utter joy

 

Beauty is 

The hair raising on the backs of our necks

When we hear a good song

Forming a window

To what touches our soul

 

Beauty is

Authentic

 

Beauty is 

Raw

 

Beauty is 

Us

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Penny211

This absolutely touched me, as someone who struggles to accept and conform to society's views on beauty. 

 

anna_fae

This reply came late, but I'm so glad it could help! Thank you for the comment, acknowledgement in art means a lot

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