![]() Self PortraitA Poem by Sarah MarieI look into the mirror and see A darkness, an innocence, Waiting to be set free; I stare and study what reflects, Not certain if it is really me. Charcoal-colored curls outline my face, Wild and careless until they reach my chin- If only they could curl with grace, Twisting this way and that into waves And taking up valuable space. Ivory skin contrasts my dark hair, The constant blush clinging to my cheeks, And the deep copper in my hard stare; Sculpted brows intensify my gaze And long lashes-perhaps I am fair? Two thin lips cannot help but deceive, Pale with but the softest shade of pink Which might make me seem somewhat naive; There is a chastity in my kiss, Yet openness I would not perceive. I am to be viewed how one might see Fit-I have reveled in every thought From scorn to praise; yet, honestly, All that is important is my own, For all I know how to be is me.
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7 Reviews Added on February 24, 2013 Last Updated on February 24, 2013 Author![]() Sarah Mariemy own world...come visit me!, SCAboutAspiring starving artist: Bachelor's degree in English, minor in professional writing, concentration in writing, unofficial concentration in British literature...2017 more..Writing
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