Oh how I Long to be Beautiful

Oh how I long to be beautiful

To have eyes the size of the sun

And something brighter even

inside

to illuminate them

And oh how I long to have a laugh that

once sparked

could set the world ablaze

But my gums show and my teeth are narrow

So humor cannot phaze

And oh how I long to have legs so long

they needn’t the necessity of stiletto stilts

digging deep into my ankles with a wilted tilt

Designed to be too tight

for the proper flight

of a woman

And oh how I long to have lashes

capable of butterfly kisses

instead of crusted with hefty layers

of Maybeline’s maybe invading girl wishes

knowing deep down within me

That when maybeline asks if I may be

that my answer would be

no-

I was not born this way,

no,

I was not born properly made

And oh,

Oh how I long to have a waist so small I disappear

and hips so large you can’t ignore I’m there,

an hourglass figure whose only fear

is the passing of time before her sand has run out

Oh how I long to be

Beautiful

But more so,

Oh how I long to be

Me

And

Oh how I long

To be

Reviews

[Simba]

I really loved it, not too serious but serious enough and thought it was really well written

[Unspoken poet]

And oh how I long to have legs so long
they needn’t the necessity of stiletto stilts
digging deep into my ankles with a wilted tilt

I REALLY enjoyed this part, this is a wonderful write. got a little laugh out of this too. Enjoyed.