He sits
beside me
drawing circles
with his finger tips
all over
my body-
He kisses
my neck
shoulder
stomach
waist
hips
and then
to my surprise
he runs his finer
along the inside of my thigh
not sexually
as you may assume
"What are these?"
he asks with wonder
in his eyes
"...Stretch marks"
embarrassed
I try to cover them
He moves my hand
and kisses
the three marks
along my thigh
He comes up to kiss me
and whispers
"Stretch marks
scars
beauty marks
scratches.
I love them all."
For once
I felt beautiful
and fell deeper
in love
than I ever thought
one could.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
I went behind the house,
to the old garden.
No one came here anymore.
It was old
overgrown
forgotten.
Most of my family called
waste of space
waste of time to fix
its ugly
Don't bother.
I looked at it differently.
I saw the beauty.
It was hidden,
the weeds were a mess,
but they were intertwined beautifully.
Then as i stood, the light hit it.
The place lit up.
After a while
i left.
Leaving it,
to sit alone,
but it sat beautifully,
even in its ugly.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
sometimes
I wonder
if everyone’s blind
or if this smile
is just a good disguise.
But really
it isn't that hard to see
when every night
she cries to sleep.
It doesn’t mean
she doesn’t hurt
though she doesn’t bleed.
Everyone suffers differently.
We are all in pain.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 5:18 PM UTC
you who stand
in the shadows
what makes you think
for
a
second
that what you're doing is okay?
you do not gain power
over me
her
him
anyone
by standing in the shadows
calling to those
who walk the streets
what we wear
does not affect you
...surprised?
the fact that I wore a dress
skirt
shorts
jeans
sweatpants
heels
sneakers
CLOTHING
does not
give you the right
to comment on my legs
***
stomach
chest
BODY
because all you are
is a voice in the shadows
so do not whisper
yell
grab
touch
OUR BODIES
for in the shadows
is where you are meant to stay.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 5:06 PM UTC