As I look into the mirror
I see an image...
and with this image presents the flaws, the blemishes,
the incoming and outgoing imperfections. And even the
uneven complexion. Im staring at this image
and the image is looking back.
I looked and touched my face. Searched for things I could change
As I stared and examined it. It too in return examined me
I dissected it with every inch.
Tried to reveal its secrets
Tried to discover the treasures it was hiding.
Only to trip and stumble across its beauty.
There I saw smooth chocolaty mocha skin, soft
it resembled the skin of African royalty
I saw the curves and depths of the body
I saw the curvness of the hips
the size of the waist, the length in the arms and the size of the chest
I admired the fullness of the lips , and when I smiled....
the imaged smiled back. Showing a swallow dimple on the right
side, only to have mine appear on my left.
In every inch I dissected it.
Cautiously revealing its secrets
Uncovering the truth and the tresures behind it
Only to trip and stumble across its beauty
Only to stumble across the beauty of me.
No I am not mistaken
God made no mistake when he made me
He made me phenomenal
My haor consist of a natural tight curl and
I rock long braids to protect it
I will probably never be idolize fo my beauty
I will never get recognized for loving the natural me
Society will acknowledge the trends i have created
and make it its own and not give credit to where credit should
be given .
Yes, Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
but my beauty lies in the beholder who created me .
The one who made me with the smooth chocolaty mocha skin
The one who made me with fullness and applied the curves to my hips
So that when i walked... I walk with confidence
The one who made me with a small waist and an enlarged chest
Defined the shape of my lips so that with every kiss
it remained wanted
I am Awesome
Awesomely Abundantly Stunning
So as I reveal its entirety
uncover the treasures its been hiding
I stumbled across it its beauty
I saw the beauty of me.