connecting to my own soul
because at the end of my life
fragile and brittle
all I will have is what's left of my
mind, body and soul
the sweetness of the gift of self- love is everlasting
eternally grateful for my complex aura
for I admire the yellow clay like glow I radiate
I used to wonder where I came from but I now understand I am built from nothing but clouds, star dust and the universes intuition
the wind is my only navigation
the sea is the only rhythm I follow
I only take advice from the gentle whispers of my ancestors
I only find comfort in my own skin
I've slowly understood that the person staring at me in the mirror
is my only soulmate, twin flame or best friend
nobody empathizes my spirit like I
Nobody touches my curves with some admiration like me
Nobody understands my emotional patterns and accepts my growth like my own self
Every strain of curled dried hair , every memory, every laugh, every life event I've already shared with my life partner
we grew up together
we will grow old together
until death do us part
my only true life partner is me