He embraces her with love,
A gentle kiss on her cheek,
Cheek bones a prominent feature.
Her bones press against his skin
She is thin,
Growing sicker and sicker,
Will she ever feel confident?
Only with starvation as a friend.
Never small enough, in her mind,
When she is perfect through his eyes,
She wants skin and bones,
Desperate for her spine and collar bone
To jut out of her skin.
Ribs a ladder climbing up her chest.
Make-up covers her natural face,
That is what she believes is beautiful.
Never small enough,
Perfection will be the death of her