Can your photograph me?
Can you position your camera to show a body I've grown to hate,
A body you've loved to desire.
Can you you take a picture of me?
For it will capture of the beauty you see within me,
Maybe I'll see the same beauty.
Can you photograph me?
Can you capture the curves of my body,
The brown,
Honey covered glow of my skin,
The brown orbs of my doe-shaped eyes.
Can you photograph me as I show you just home much I love you,
Utilizing my mind to please yours.
My pleasure being the grin on your lips and I love being pleasures by you.
Can you photograph me,
My beauty lingering on a picture.
My beauty lingering,
And somehow I neglected to see that beauty.
My beauty lingering in your eyes.
Picture me.
Can you photograph me,
Somehow I love you much more with a camera in your hand,
My heart in you other.
I love blessing you film with my face,
My smile,
My body,
My love.
YOU ARE READING
Woman.
PoetryA book of poems and feelings. A book from a girl, a rose from the concrete. A Woman growing.
