My Body Is More Than

When you look at me, what do you see? Do you see the curve of my cheek and the way it's smooth like a spring petal? Do you see the bend in each of my eyelashes and the mark of each freckle? What about the curl of my shoulders or the arch of my spine? No. Of course not. That would be silly, to take time and admire every inch of my beauty. To see the structure of my arm and the length of my nails. To see the twist of my hair or the richness of my skin. Not to mention, the perfection of my toes or the elegance of my ring finger Yes. Of course. That’s un-thought of. No one takes time to consider beyond what they can get… But my body is like a waterfall it pours beauty naturally, without effort And it is more than what’s hidden between my legs and what dangles below my chin My body is sacred and untouched. It is divine, to the utmost degree So next time you look at me, look again, and take time to acknowledge what you see