I like to think of myself as a masterpiece;

My skin that envelops my person ..a canvas.

I wonder how many times my Picasso had to go over me to form this shade.

...so smooth--like a decadent piece of dark chocolate.

Every brushstroke delivered to my body creates my characteristics,

And each color constructs into the personalities I show to the world.

My lips deliver messages that paint the world with the passion I hold inside,

and my demeanor catches the attention of those who never appreciated art.

My scars tell the stories of a past that once was,

& while others look at them as imperfections..

I know whoever made me makes no mistakes.

So every curve of this masterpiece I cherish

And every blemish is appreciated.

Maybe one day everyone will realize the beauty of me.