Beautiful

He called me beautiful
and proved he meant it
loving every part of me
that I could name
with my words and
every part of me
he could touch
with his kindness and
praising me with
showered kisses and
compliments, we were
entwined but still
whole, and something
clicked inside
and I realized
that this ease
this flowing grace
I never thought could be
I always needed to find.

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