Reading

there are cuts on
my body
from good times
read into that
how you will
it is beautiful how you read
I was set down
on this earth to tell you

your beauty
is just what it is so
don’t cross it
let the sun shine
don’t cross it
there is a perfect symphony
in the wind
moving through the hedges
she reminds me to look
I remind myself:
love is ever-present