in the mirror, i looked at my reflection 
i noticed the lines beneath my nose,
tracing to my lips, in a downward direction
i followed these lines until i reached my chest
noticing goosebumps on my skin,
as i traced around my breast
the further i traveled, i came to find
my fingertips gliding underneath
the fabric my skin was hiding behind
i softly pulled back the fabric to reveal,
the most intimate part of me i knew,
as the fabric glided to my heel
and once more I stared into my reflection
touching every crease and curve
paying mind to my complexion
i gazed into my reflection once more
this time accepting myself
as i never had done before

-d.pruitt

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