she

she had a stern brow. i could tell that the present was troubling her that she was stuck inside of her mind and there was no breaking free for now she was unapproachable such a strong, jagged jaw she had. i felt bad for the gum that she chewed. she kept most of her thoughts to herself but when she spoke? oh, when she spoke she spoke the truth her words could cut like knives battle scars and outcries sleeved her forearms she rebelled her pants sank loosely she yearned for freedom and her breasts hung as they were she needed no affirmation of her beauty no push ups no make up no weave oh, and that hair! she walked with her pelvis forward and her shoulders relaxed no switch in her hips but no lean in her step either she just was she reached up her hand to hold the bar above her her tricep was lean yet dependable i could tell she could protect she could carry you when you were down but right now, she needed to be held soft lips soft hands i could tell she was still a woman still sensitive still sincere she pretended to be whole denied her need for comfort denied her need for affection she tried to live life fast she was missing her completion and lost as many of us are but only a woman could love this woman only a woman could