I need my body

April 10, 2016

I need my body.

The armor that preserves my soul.

I am still learning to love,

its unique imperfections.

Without my body I am not strong

against the judgment of the world.

Even if I am alone

my body is my companion.

I need my body

With scars that tell stories as I age.

I reminisce what there is to change,

expectations and beautiful lies.

That is why I need my body.

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