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LET ME LOVE YOU: ALL OF YOU by Cassandra Abdullojonova

 This poem was written for every woman who has ever felt inadequate and unlovable…

 The words written here are what I believe the Universe sings to us every morning when we awaken and every evening before we sleep. 

The photograph accompanying this poem was taken on my journey backpacking through Thailand. I walked by this trash collector several days in a row and began to admire its inherent beauty. Actually, it felt a little like me. Patched up, worn out, full of junk needing to be released...yet vibrantly unique, eye-catching and memorable. 

May these words and this photograph become a reminder that no matter who you are and what you're carrying, you are worthy, you are loved. 

Let me Love You: All of You
by Cassandra Abdullojonova

I want to love you:
Every part of you
Your past, your darkness,
Your vices.

I want to cherish you:
On days your own spirit
Is silenced to your cry
With the only response
The echo of your solitude

I want to embrace you:
In moments you feel inadequate
And to unlock the doors
To secrets you needn’t hide

Don’t you see, Darling?
Your eyes
Are the most beautiful secret
And I love them all the same
Whether they curl with a smile
Or fall to your knees in shame

Let me lift you
So you may feel weightless
In a sea of worthiness
Let me show you the sun
So your skin
May be warmed with joy
And your light
Illuminated from within

Let me hold you
Until your heart aches with glee
Let me love you
Let me love all of you!

Cassandra Abdullojonova is an Author and Creative who opens her artistic soul to share thought-provoking and uplifting poetry and photography. Her writing is intended to inspire all toward the path of authenticity and to restore self-love. Cassandra has been a poet and an artist since childhood, first writing rhymes and creating crayon-art to encourage her single mother during difficult times. Her unique perspective on spirit, introspection, adventure and love compels us to live life in color. You can connect with Cassandra on Facebook, Twitter and on her website here. 

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~


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