The body is seen as blessing
The body is seen as a weapon
When did the body change from his
Curves constantly seen as edges
The slender waist and feminine face seen as vulnerability
Them not knowing what is beyond the facade
Strong in heart and love
But they believe the body is me
Exposing it brings forth shame
Telling me countless tales of snakes
Showing the beauty as an attraction
Yet as a prohibited site
Showing me that the body is no longer mines but ours
-dls