Behind closed eyes, wispy arms
close gently around her,
timid arms for timid girls,
Her *** aches, but has no carnal knowledge
Arms are not enough now,
neither whispered love.
In the night, wispy arms,
move to hips
strong hips for strong actions
girlish dreams were never enough.
Shame has no place
in this feminine gift.
Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
Behind closed eyes, wispy arms
close gently around her,
timid arms for timid girls,
Her *** aches, but has no carnal knowledge
Arms are not enough now,
neither whispered love.
In the night, wispy arms,
move to hips
strong hips for strong actions
girlish dreams were never enough.
Shame has no place
in this feminine gift.
This is a coming of age poem about girls feeling ashamed of their own bodies while they are trying to make sense of emerging sexuality.
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