I found a newfound lust within myself,
not a look from someone else,
not from the touch of another,
but within the depths of my body.
It emerged so suddenly,
a look in the mirror didn't scare me anymore,
feeling my own hands against my skin wasn't in disgust,
and feeling the confidence exude from me was beautiful.
It made me lust after myself,
it made me crave myself,
wonder what a man felt inside me.
I felt jealous of those men that have been able to touch me,
feel me,
and experience me.
It made me want to share my body with the world,
yet keep it safe,
like the treasure it is.
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Poesiepoems and feelings of a new chapter in the story we call life; welcome to a journey of emotions going into adulthood 2020-June2023