Loverly loved is love.

Says the girl to the boy kissing her soul & wiping away the tears that wash away mask she wore in defense. From them. From her. It’s not needed anymore. She let go. She walks around naked, inside & out. Her bare feet admired. Her thighs called strong. Her stomach is told it’s beautiful. And when he sees her with his big brown eyes, it swells inside & bursts.

This is happiness. Unafraid. Loved. Seen. Adored. Deserved.



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