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True Love

You love me in spite of myself
You love me even after smelling my morning breath

You love me exactly as I am

When all my make-up is gone
My hair is tasseled and not combed
You love me with all my imperfections and quirks
You love me even when it hurts

You love me…when I don’t love myself
You even love me in bad health

You love me during that time of the month
When I’m bitchy,
moody,
irritated,
fatigued,
bleeding,
crying
and an emotional wreck
You still love me

You love me exactly as I am
You love me when I am weak
You love me when I am vulnerable to the world

You love me regardless of my vanity
You love me….the real me
Through the core of my flesh….my soul and spirituality


You love every strand of my hair
From head to toe
You love my smile
Hell, you even love me, when I fuss and pout

Through all my attitude and silly moods….you love me
You see past all this tuff, rough exterior
You love me inside…the me that the world does not see
In spite of all my imperfections

You love me.
True love

Copyrighted 2004

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