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Red
Red doesn't always mean love.
Yes when it's rose petals and your pretty lips,
though,
know why you won't put on sunscreen.
And nor do I want to,
So I'll slather you in sunscreen even though you object.
Because I love to feel your beautiful body,
your arms,
your legs,
your adorable face in my hands,
but also because you don't deserve any red on those shoulders.
And here we are to the point where we've learned not to make ourselves hurt, however,
we have not learned to prevent it.
Because the sun,
Not kissing but instead frying our skin, is our treat to the past.
But we must learn,
that because we on bad days see our body as forbidden,
and want nothing more than to float out of
it.
doesn't mean that it's true.
Because I can see your beauty.
As you can mine.
So beauty doesn't look the same on our bodies,
But it does in that it's there.
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Thank you for helping me see the beauty that I was so used to.