Your face is a potrait.
Smile, one more time..
Like that.
Like the photographer told you to smile when you were 5 years old and taking family pictures..
You have the world painted on your back..
El Salvador kneeling on your shoulder blades
Dominican Republic dancing on your knee-caps..
What man wouldn't want that?
What man wouldn't want to see the world in your eyes..
He wouldn't have to look out of the window to see trees or grass sprouting..
He wouldn't have to go outside to plant flowers, or catch planes to see Japan, because you have it all on your body..
You have delicate roses for hands..
Trees for hair..
And grass sprouting for a heart..as your heart grows fonder and gets bigger..
And when you dance, it's as beautiful as the wind kissing summer air..
What man wouldn't want that?
Smile..
As you did when you were a baby..
When you first saw your mothers rosy cheeks and moon shaped eyes..
Laugh..
Because you're so beautiful when you laugh..
It looks like you're capable of swallowing the stars and the scars of every girl who'se ever been insecure
Your thick curls blotting out the suns image..