Genesis
Inspired by Word of the Day prompt.
I am
a spider-smear on the wall
a tired little sigh from an old lady on the bus
gum on the sidewalk
transparent
Then you turn your head and look at me
You can see me.
I look down at my new hands
I am a woman, with such hands as these?
Is this shining hair my own?
And these strong legs carrying my weight?
I daren’t look in the mirror yet.
Not until you prove my face real
with a kiss.
Fresh Hell 
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Mona
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What does it mean?
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It’s about a woman with no confidence who falls in love and changes her opinion of herself when she sees herself through his eyes.
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A bit of a tangent, but this has been on my mind today: I have known a number of men and women in abusive relationships who lacked the self-esteem and confidence to leave them until — someone came along to give them a kiss, so to speak.
Basically, they were enabled by someone’s care and love of them to exit an abusive relationship at the price of cheating on their abusive partner.
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Oh, interesting. It’s amazing how much someone else’s perception (whether for good or ill) can change one’s own self-image.
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I just wrote a poem about it.
https://cafephilos.blog/2018/08/27/the-cheating-wife/
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Sealed with a kiss, a kiss for beauty, held within.
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Seal the beauty in with a kiss, and it glows through like a lantern
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What’s this? The link didn’t work for me.
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Sorry – it was Seal singing Kiss of a Rose
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Oh, it’s there now. Don’t ask me what happened! Very appropriate song choice
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🙂
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