BODY IMAGE Poem: Embracing Imperfection, by Samantha Blakney

In the mirror’s gaze, I trace the lines,
Each bump is a story, and the curve is defined.
Time weaves its web, softening the edges,
A canvas aging, adorned with my pledges.

I remember the days when smoothness was the goal,
The chase for perfection took a toll on my soul.
In the wobbles, in the marks that remain,
Lies a map of my journey, my laughter, my pain.

I loved the moments when my skin felt like silk,
But found deeper comfort in the warmth of my milk,
For beauty is nestled in the imperfect dance,
And each scar tells a tale of my second chance.

So here I stand, with whispers of age,
Embracing the passage, the lines of my page.
For what I see now is a world intertwined—
I see myself in the wrinkles, I see love defined.

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