Only Love
Wrap myself in a soft, fluffy towel
Passing the floor length mirror I stop and study the image
Of the worry lines etched on my face
My heart is pounding painfully in my chest
Tonight, I vow, I will get the answers to the questions
That have been bothering me since my surgery.
I straighten my shoulders and paste a smile on my face.
Bare feet padding across the plush carpeting of our bedroom
I stand before you as you sit on the edge of the bed.
Ever so slowly, I let my towel drop
I stare directly at you waiting to see your reaction.
I expect you to turn away with revulsion on your face
But you in turn stare where my right breast used to be.
So gently you trace your thumb across the ugly incision
I recoil, thinking you are only doing this for my benefit.
But in your eyes I see only love
And in your strong arms I feel that love.
As our eyes lock together, you whisper
"I love you and I'm thankful that you're alive."
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