My partner doesn’t love me smaller.

Doesn’t tell me,

“You are getting too big for my ego.”

Never says, “please hide,

You’re embarrassing me.”

He wouldn’t cover my body in shame.

He’s too busy decorating me in praise.

He smiles when I grow.

Celebrates the space I take up.

He calls me worthy,

Knows I deserve to be seen.

He could put my face on a Jumbotron,

And still not see a single flaw.

He’d be too lost in seeing my eyes,

With that much color.