You cover my body like roads on a map,
My hips spread and welcome you on my journey.
My breasts hold you tightly,
Closely.
You linger on my thighs for every man to see,
For every woman to embrace.
Like the sun,
Like life itself,
You make me smile.
And while others wish you'd fade away.
I pray that you'll grow.
My beauty resides in your patterns,
My love held in the bonds you have between my thighs.
And for you,
I will be joyful.
YOU ARE READING
Woman.
PoetryA book of poems and feelings. A book from a girl, a rose from the concrete. A Woman growing.
