Everything

Everything you see
Everything you feel
Don’t doubt it’s for real
Accept me for who I am
Don’t hold it against me
For who I’m not
Come to me as you are
A scarred person with flaws
Just like me
Beneath these flaws
I see your true beauty
Not the physical kind that’s temporary
But the kind you need to touch, be a part of
Because it comes from love
And there’s nothing better
Than when she smiles her grace on you.

Jean-Pierre, Dean
5-25-06…10:54pm
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