Those Lines Are Beautiful
Musical notes stamped on your skin
Those lines across your skin In your eyes, undesirable streaks See those indentations as symbols Notes on a music sheet Learn how to play each one Make your body an instrument Those streaks become piano keys Strategically placed Creating a unique melody Highlighting your beauty Let each note shine Don’t cover it; embrace each harmony Familiarize yourself with the instruments that you carry daily Don’t you know that you’re a walking symphony! They are not flaws At first, it may seem strange So were the letters of the alphabet at an early age You are learning your body’s musical language Find someone who loves them as much as you Their touch and grip Will produce music that you could never imagine That first love must come from you Those aren’t ugly lines They are a form of natural art on your skin Musical sounds waiting to be unleashed
Some view stretch marks as ugly and often want to hide them. It was hard to even find a picture that highlights them here. This poem was written to shine light on their beauty. It’s natural and there is nothing hideous about them. They are beautiful.
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