before
my body
was a dump.
a place for him to fill with
trash
to relieve himself
of hormonal
frustration.

i
felt
worthless.
i never wanted
it again.
never wanted
hands
upon my
skin.

but
then
you found me.
curled around
dumpsters.

you picked
me up
softly.
and unfurled
my petals,
and i thought
you were the sun.

because
for once
i wanted my
body
to
open
up
and
be filled
instead
with
love.