At Least He Thinks I'm Beautiful
So this is what love feels like.Like all my skin burnt awayand I am barren for you.Am I beautiful?This is what it feels like to give.Like I am walking on a tightropeyou cannot stop shaking.Am I still beautiful up here?This is what it feels like to fall.Like I never needed air, anywaysjust a nosedive into nothing.But I know you think I'm beautiful, right?m.e. peters