I stand here before you
I see the rough edges
I see myself as a rough draft
Unfinished
I crumble underneath the plain tee
I hide beneath the lights
You hold my face
You tell me its okay
You show me the candle you saved
You show me that your not letting me blow out
You show me the mirror
You show me the beauty
You show me the shine
You show me that what I have is pretty
And precious
You show me the gaze that you give me
YOU ARE READING
Only With You I'm Beautiful ~Love Poetry~
PoetryHello! First off thank you for choosing to read my book. Second off please send no hate. I am a 13 year old poet with big dreams but don't be afraid to send constructive criticism. I totally respect that. I wrote this book for anyone who likes love...
