i wish that i could express
that i'm more than the curves of my hips
i'm more than something you can hold
the weight of my kiss
the folds in my lips
i was made in the image of God
so if you could stop seeking through the seeps of my legs
and stay focused on the depth of my soul instead
i could see that you're willing to stay
and not leave me like he did that day.
~ 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ~
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