the curves formed on paper
a page full of naked women bodies
raw and beautiful
from the mind of my man
drawn before I knew him
the emotion was hard to grasp
jealous or impressed
and then I remember
I used to draw them too
staring at the contours
amplified ****** features
brings me memories
of mermaids and fairies
the female form capturing and entrancing myself
at one point I stopped
not understanding why to draw the masculine was not fulfilling
was I a lesbien
perhaps intimidated by the male form which I knew nothing about
or intrigued with the unfamiliar new features of my own body
my recent awareness of my sexuality
when I got older
I threw out all the drawings