Inner Beauty Poem by Amber Kat

Inner Beauty

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In the doorway I stood
to that little room with
light blue walls; I watched
her carefully, sleeping;
everywhere but her head
covered in blankets.

At that moment, she
wasn't all that beautiful;
Her hair was a mess, her
face askewed from a bad
dream, and most importantly,
her love for me.

I wasn't very beautiful
either, my body too
skinny for my height,
and my face and back
covered in acne not
even age can heal.

But we were both
together, in a tiny
little house, forever
in agreement that
beauty doesn't matter
so long as there is love.

Inner Beauty
Saturday, October 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,love,romantic,room,sleep
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Laquory Jones 22 October 2016

Love outshines Hate. I enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 22 October 2016

Very true. Beauty doesn't matter so long as there is love. In reality too inner beauty is more important. Thanks for sharing.

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