Your Glitter Is Skin Deep

It’s funny,
I never could draw a decent self portrait,
my lines were always askew.

But you,

I could sketch you as though Da Vinci himself took my pen.
I still recall the mischievous line of your brow,
the delicate curve of your lips,
the sensual shade of your skin,

and yet,
I do not carry the recollection of how my cheeks rest when I smile.
Perhaps it is because we stare at what we find beautiful,
and I am always avoiding mirrors.

-Brittany Rickard

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