Flawful

Flawless.
How can such a word exist in the presence of me
a body of faults
A story lies behind each & every blemish & bruise
marks of beauty I call them
my brown skin stretches as far as these curves will allow
The feeling of my own touch makes my body shiver
Flaws covered in imperfections can be found within every dip, every bend
A priceless work of art; full of flaws
The emodiment of beauty sits on top of a frame
that surrounds a silhouette of pain
Outlined with strength
Unbreakable
yet still so Flawful