Your stretch marks are like vines embracing a tree, it makes you unique
Maybe hard to see, but easy to reach
They're soft to the touch,
tracing them may lead you to different places that are sacred, so be gracious.
Your freckles are like sprinkles on ice cream
They enhance the flavor,
I always save some for later
Your eyes are like shooting stars
Setting the earth in flames
You ignite a fire that strikes desire
And no beast can tame it
You're composed of gold
that can't be sold
You soak in it's richness fervently
You and it's entirety could end me
So I make a toast,
Let your inner beauty glow so bright it shows
And let your worth grow so ripe
it radiates the souls you sowed.
You deserve the world,
And the world is yours.
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G E M I N I
Poetry"I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still." - Sylvia Plath ( All Rights Reserved) NO COPYRIGHT in any way shape or form. Must have written consent from me. Only quote if you give credit ❤️ Some featured photos aren't...
