Too Strong

A feeling of strength comes from the way I move my hips to luscious sounds,

Dropping to my knees to get close to the surface that supports me.

Creating waves with a body so gentle and excited.

A female unafraid of the power inside her torso.

My chest expands with every exhilarated breath,

My eyes grow wide and bright with lust.

I don’t need to be watched, I know what I look like.

Slow steps towards music that touches me while it remains intangible,

Rolling my head to the sky and closing my bright eyes.

This dance is mine.

An aroused feeling of self-worth and empowerment,

This is what I live for. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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