Reflection

 
My brow furrows in thought quite often,
I know I will probably have a million wrinkles
sprinkled there in my older years.
In anger, its calm as the skies before a storm,
my face goes blank,
as I try to think of a million ways
to stray from the tempest fire
waiting for the first opportunity to blow.

My eyes are not extraordinary,
plain brown, not excessively expressive.
But they are intuitive, they see so clearly,
nearly every detail, ever nuance
of what I am peering at is caught,
locked in my sights.
They tear up easily, annoyingly.
Not ever from pain, but from sadness
or hurt.
Or even a song hitting me wrong,
suddenly my eyes are leaking
saline,
trying to express physically
what I try to hide so hard emotionally.

My nose, my least favorite feature.
It wrinkles annoyingly when I laugh,
half the time I wish it wasn't there,
though then I think that would be
an even more bizarre appearance...

My lips are confusing to me…
I am cleft lip, cleft gum,
fixed when I was young,
but all my life I grew up hearing questions
of what was wrong.
As I have gotten older,
the comments have lessened,
and I like them more.
Sure, I am still a little insecure,
but age has helped I think.
(Probably makeup too!!!)

I have a dimple on the right side of my face,
right below my cheekbone,
shows up when I smile or laugh,
which I assure you is often enough.
But that's how you know If I am really humored.
It's even rumored that dimples are cute,
but that is probably very subjective
to the perspective of the viewer.

So I guess every day
looking at your face,
you stop noticing little things,
little nooks and crannies,
the many
things that other people see and explore
at first glance.

But give me another chance,
my personality is great :P