A Beautiful Poem

I wanted to share This poem © Gabriel Gadfly (http://gabrielgadfly.com):

Survival

The first time
you took off your clothes
in front of me, you slid
the white fabric of your blouse
off your arms and revealed
the pale ladders
of scars.

You never referenced them
directly. You said you were
lost, once. You said you
did things, once, and you
did them because they
helped you survive yourself.

I didn’t say anything,
but you took my hand
and pressed it to the
ridged rows of your flesh
and for every line you left
upon yourself and healed,
I found another reason
to call you beautiful.

My only comment is this poem resonated so much with me and reading it was like peering into my ideal world; this is how I would like to be viewed.

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