Beauty Hurts

Poem By Felix Lugo

I appreciate the efforts you add in your beauty
that others don't always see.
I take notice.
The way you put on different shades of foundation.
The eyeliner and mascara you use that compliments your natural eyes.
That heavenly scent of perfume you splash on your body
before you start your day.
I take notice in every way.
Those shoes that you wear
and how you brush your hair to go with every pair.
The bracelets, rings, and your favorite jeans…
Maybe I observe too closely…
Maybe I wonder why you go through so much
when your natural beauty is much more captivating
than anything I could ever see in a magazine or TV.
How I look at my closet that's nowhere compared to yours.
Shelves with bottles of lotion, perfumes, jewelry,
and so many other items that society calls "beauty"
but between you and I…
your natural self is what really captured me…
Don't always cover your natural beauty…Let it be….

Comments about Beauty Hurts

Ah! A greatly written poem on loving the natural beauty that shines out from within! My father used to always say to us, his four daughters, why do you put on all that gunk! You don't need it! Lol. I guess with maturity comes wisdom! Nicely written poem!


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