Thursday, November 2, 2017


What if I kiss all the spots

you taught yourself to hate?

What if I placed my hands on them

and left them still, long enough

for my heat to join yours

and you to forget there was ever air

between our skin?

What if I love all you loathe

and what if I spend my days

dirtying up your brain that was washed?

Show you new pictures of the same you

you started avoiding in the mirror?

What if I say all they say is wrong

and fill your ears with honest words

in a language you stopped practicing?

What if I plant new flowers

in the places you frown at,

and teach you the names of them

as they bloom?

What if I told you to never cut them

and let the petals decorate the floor

as you twirl through your life?

What if you forget

you were ever anything other

than beautiful?


~Tyler Knott Gregson