Beauty

The mirror shows an image you despise,
A body so imperfect in your eyes,
An ugly face, a body big and fat,
"How could a man be drawn to me with that?",
But one man will find all your qualities,
Instead of flaws, perfection's all he sees,
More beauty will he find upon your face,
Than in a jewel, or all the stars in space,
Your body's softness, wrapped in silky skin,
His arms will hold, and warm the heart within,
His eyes will see a goddess where you stand,
A blessing every time he holds your hand,
So rest assured, your love will come to you,
No matter what, your beauty will shine through.